Thud...
Thud...
Thud...
The sound was like a heartbeat.
All that lay before my eyes, was darkness.
Rustle rustle...
There were whispers being stolen in secrecy.
Whoosh...
It was like crows flapping their wings in the cold night, their pitch-black feathers cutting through the air resolutely.
Inside the autopsy room.
The moment the Demon Nun entered the room, Freddy beheld a scene that nearly drove it to collapse.
The man it called a devil, had closed his eyes.
His breath was still, and the tall figure of the Demon Nun became elongated, as if it were being stretched by some monstrous force, its arms extending infinitely from its chest.
It truly resembled a demon.
The other man, on the brink of death and with wild breath, hung his head low, drenched in fresh blood.
When he raised his head again,
his eyes were a complete blood-red.
Freddy had no knowledge of the relationship between Du Wei and the Evil Spirit Du Wei.
In its eyes, both entities were devils.
But now,
