The toy replica of the haunted house collapsed under Fang's feet, and Grievance Houses rose from the ground like gigantic building blocks stacked upon each other in that dead Shadow World.
As usual when playing with toys, Fang constructed his own domain of death using the haunted houses.
"Ah!"
A completely unfamiliar voice emanated from the small body, and the spreading shadow of the world seemed to tear him apart.
Just as everything was about to spiral out of control, within the depths of the boundless black fog, twelve pairs of crimson eyes slowly opened and gazed at Fang's location.
A Bloody City stood within the black fog, and the place where Gao Ming and Fang stood appeared to be where the number thirteen existed.
As hysterical laughter rang out, the consciousness of the dead world was clearly affected, and the direction of the other eleven pairs of eyes also shifted.
