At that moment, above the earth and the heavens, whispers overlapped and echoed everywhere. The wind had stopped, the clouds too had halted, leaving only the boundless, pale red rainwater that fell, scattering from one county to another.
The entire Hong Li Empire was engulfed by this sky-covering blood rain.
Could the world cry? Could the world shed tears?
Now, this must be the world's crying and shedding of tears.
A rain of blood and tears.
Pitter-patter... whoosh...
The rain intensified, falling from the heavy cloud layer in wave-like patterns. Florence was shrouded in a layer of red fog, splashing up water on the rooftops and streets, soaking hair and clothes.
"What is... what is that..."
