No one knew what had happened, not even Deus himself. He only felt an immense pain in his chest, as if he had been smashed with a hammer. Deus dropped to his knees and spurt blood out without stopping.
Deus looked at Fang Xingjian in astonishment. His eyes were filled with terror and hostility. "What did you do?!"
However, Fang Xingjian had already once again turned his focus toward the sky. Unknowingly, the dark clouds in the sky had gotten increasingly darker, and strong gales of wind blew high up in the air. There were even faint sounds of rumbling thunder coming from the depths of the clouds.
A storm was coming.
Deus felt that the pain in his chest was growing worse with time, and blood foam bubbled out continuously from his mouth. He looked toward the Blood Kaiser in agony and said, "Lord, save me."
