Soon, Huai Shi, armed with an automatic rifle and wearing a gas mask, was kicked off the vehicle. He followed the burly men of the Sublimators Suppression Troops into the manor, which still had flames burning in places.
All around, a swath of white met the eye.
In the desolate ruins, amidst burnt ashes, the remains of enormous monsters were constantly visible. Whether it was scales still retaining a terrifying hardness or the savage skeletons... they looked as if they had come straight from Hell, in a bizarre form that natural evolution couldn't possibly produce.
Besides that, only a deadly silence remained in the manor.
The further Huai Shi advanced, the colder his heart became—What the hell were these bastards hiding here? Even now, streams of black gas continued to rise slowly from beneath the white ashes, dissolving into the air.
