(As usual, begging for monthly votes, summoning all kinds of tickets)
Over a hundred and fifty corpses, each with a distorted expression, bodies burnt and piled up there, and atop this mountain of corpses, there was only one living person, sitting unmoving in the midst of the pile, as if he was a Demon God who had crawled out of a hellish blood pool.
This scene was eerie and shocking, rendering almost everyone who saw it unable to regain their composure.
Those Sky Prison custodians with the silver chains were stunned for a few seconds, before finally reacting. One of them immediately picked up a silver whistle that hung around his neck and blew it, the piercing alarm tore through the relatively calm skies of Sky Prison. At the same moment, they rushed into Prison No.18 with their silver chains.
