Buzzing…Rumbling…
A large tide of rock-white "stream" rushed out from the side passage, about taking over half of the space. It was a terrifying insect tide composed of a gigantic amount of holy beetles, bringing along a sweeping momentum.
The insect tide hit the rock wall, creating a booming sound. It caused a noticeable tremble in the entire cave space, with dust falling from the walls.
Atop the blood pool, the coffin to the uppermost left. In the darkness, a high-ranking member of the Blood Clan, dressed like an aristocrat, was in a panic.
He tightly clenched his fists together, his sharp nails digging into his flesh, not stopping. At this moment, he was incredibly tense, but due to the danger outside, he closed his eyes and suppressed his bodily functions to the lowest level possible.
The rumbling sounds brought about by the crawling insects outside made the youth's eyelids twitch each time. He displayed no elegance of an aristocrat and instead resembled a prisoner in jail.
