Bang!
Colin landed heavily on the ground.
Compared to the steamer-like scene outside the barrier, it was as if he had stepped into an ice cave inside—of course, this was the temperature that should be expected at this time of year.
The air was no longer filled with the scent of charring, but a faint mist hung in the air.
But within this mist, there lingered a faint scent of blood, eerily similar to what Colin had smelled on Mr. Ji and in the underground blood pool of the Phoenix Butterfly Fort's clock tower.
The inside of the barrier was vast, with desolate, abandoned streets surrounding a ramshackle, decaying warehouse.
A faint blue glow emanated from the warehouse, dimming and brightening like a heartbeat. It gave one an irresistible sense that something terrifying was brewing inside, ready to break free at any second.
The Anna that Colin held in his hand had regained consciousness by now. Her gaze was vacant, but she was completely obedient to Colin.
