No life could be found on the streets, but Wei Xiao Bei could see that the streets had become worse. Some brick walls had even been eroded by the wind; as the wind blew, the ash gray brick wall continued to crumble, becoming dust.
According to this trend, it would not even take a few years before the place became a complete ruins.
Only a murky light shone on the streets, making him indescribably downcast.
This mood disappeared only after he reached Lake Cui.
Fifty meters away from the Fishman Village, Wei Xiao Bei carefully hid himself but was shocked as he observed a the huge change in the Fishman Viallge.
A thick stench of blood floated in the air. Traces of the Fishman Guards at the entrance of the village could not be seen.
From what he could see, there were countless Fishmen corpses on the ground in the village. More than 10 Fishmen were currently aimlessly wandering about like a group of zombies.
What happened here?
