The smell of Ocregil altar!
The Sun Church is worthy of being the Sun Church. Its heritage was so deep that it was able to come up with this restraining type of extraordinary tool not long after the Blood Moon had descended.
This was the first thought of Louis.
But as he thought deeper, a cold idea appeared in Louis's mind. Maybe it was not because the Sun Church had a profound foundation, but that the arrival of this Blood Moon was already within their expectations.
"It can't be true..."
Louis subconsciously murmured.
The arrival of the Blood Moon had affected the lives of north land's tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people. In just half a day, countless people had died under the ghosts.
Looking down from the sky, Louis could hear the wails and cries all over the ground, which were the pain of countless aboriginals of north land who had lost their husbands, wives, children or parents.
