At this moment, an eerie, corporeal voice rang in every single living mind within the Slum District.
"Pitiful Lost Souls, rejoice; your salvation is here!
"Today, at this very instant, you shall all die and shred your weak flesh and be reborn anew as the superior being of Darkness and march against those who came in your way!
"Reborn and become part of Dark Skeleton Dimension!"
Cyrus's felt his heart palpitated when he heard this voice directly into his head, and his expression was extremely grave.
He glanced at Rita, who was as spooked and confused as everyone else since those subtle words didn't make any sense.
Right after the voice vanished, the soul winds suddenly intensified, and this time those winds became visible to the naked eye. That murky wind started to disrupt the vision.
But eyesight was the least of anyone's problems because that murky wind was so cold that the surrounding people started to wail without stopping.
