A red and gruesome rain, with chunks of flesh, slowly fell around the whale. The whale's aura was still active, and not a drop of blood hit it; on its back, a small girl clinging to its neck squirmed.
"Master! I want to see!" Ruri spoke irritably, with earth runes obstructing her view.
"Be quiet for a moment," Bruno replied; but it wasn't for Ruri, it was for Alm, who grumbled, saying that the girl should watch everything carefully.
Bruno ignored the two annoyances, one in his mind and the other on his back, and focused on the tattoos on his wrist. A dense death Qi flowed in the air, and everything was sucked in by them and stored; then, hellish laws emerged and invaded the whale's body like a tsunami.
The symbol of the evil god seemed to light up and shine brilliantly. 'Three and a half... four... four and a half, almost five wings!' Bruno spoke mentally excitedly.
