The sky was actually raining blood, as Huang Yi stared blankly upward at everything outside the window.
"Whoosh whoosh!" Before long, a torrential downpour began outside the window, with blood-red droplets falling in buckets, enveloping the entire town within, and washing the ground and wall tiles with blood-red rain, turning the streets into rivers of blood. Looking up, the gloomy sky had changed from pitch black to an endless red.
The townspeople seemed to be accustomed to the blood rain, showing no surprise. They didn't even take shelter, continuing to walk the streets, letting the blood wash over them.
They were quickly turned into 'blood people,' soaked by the blood rain, with droplets flowing down their hair onto their faces and clothes, like they were covered with wounds, dripping with fresh blood. Yet they remained peaceful and serene as they slowly moved along the streets.
Blood and tranquility, at this moment, fused in a very eerie way in this town.
