In a distant hamlet beyond the boundaries of the Shanghai province, where the populace of Blood Slaves paled in comparison to the urban masses, an unsettling tableau unfolded.
A cadre of peculiar individuals engaged in a brutal spectacle, methodically massacring the Blood Slaves in a grotesque display.
SLASH!
The ancient trees, standing as stoic sentinels, bore witness to the macabre scene unfolding beneath their gnarled branches.
A Blood Slave, driven by a frenzied fervor, lunged at the enigmatic group, only to be met with a savage response. The Blood Slave's body sliced like meat into several parts, becoming a mutilated flesh.
The cruel dance concluded with the once-attacker now fragmented, their life essence painting the muddy earth in vivid hues.
The village, nestled amidst the embrace of myriad trees, played host to a surreal theater beneath the radiant glow of the Blood Moon.
