Under the two blood moons, enveloped in black fog, Cyan Town was filled with billowing smoke and rising flames everywhere.
However, even the fiercest flames couldn't penetrate the thick black fog, just like the soldiers and civilians trapped within the city.
The entire city was filled with death and the smell of blood, everything in disarray.
The past prosperity and bustle, like flowers wilting under the death energy, were barely hanging on with their withered roots and rotten leaves.
On the empty streets, one could occasionally see groups of pale figures wandering around.
Their wooden movements, empty eye sockets, yellowed teeth, and their exposed bones covered in mud or broken armor, were terrifying even from a distance.
In particular, the clattering sound of blood-stained weapons being dragged by the skeletal soldiers was like an eerie death march, making one's heart tremble with fear.
In some dark alleys, chilling screams echoed from time to time.
