"Ah..."
"Run, run for your lives!"
"What the hell are these three guys, are they demons?"
"Is there anyone who can save us?"
The people on the streets were screaming in terror, wailing in sorrow, desperately fleeing for their lives.
Vehicles were speeding down the streets, colliding and causing a series of serious traffic accidents.
The entire city had become utterly chaotic.
"Hahaha... Scream, wail, cry!"
"It's been a long time since I've had such a delightful feast, truly wonderful!"
"As long as we drink enough blood, we will become the rulers of this world!"
Friseman, Advich, and Holtes all laughed maniacally, their faces grotesque and evil.
As they looked at those frantically fleeing, there was no compassion in their eyes, only cruelty and mockery.
"Run, can you really escape?"
Friseman looked toward a street and then waved his right hand!
