The blood, mottled and flowing, meandered across the ground.

Then, it gradually disappeared into those lines.

At this moment, Qin Tan felt as if a pattern had been illuminated, and she was the delicious offering placed on the altar.

She stopped observing the rats and quickly walked towards the door.

This time, the door slammed shut in front of her.

No matter how much Qin Tan pulled, the door remained unmoved.

Just as Qin Tan was about to take out the Grim Reaper's Scythe, a cold wind swept from behind.

Qin Tan instinctively dodged, only to see the rats launch a suicidal attack on her.

Once she was away from the gate, the rats pretended she didn't exist.

These rats are preventing her from leaving.

In the instant the entire pattern was completely covered by blood, the air in the very center of the pattern was compressed.

The space there is collapsing.

It's as if there's an alternate dimension trying to break through the boundaries between spaces and enter this place.

A chilling sense of crisis crept in silently.

The Grim Reaper's scythe slammed into the door, but was blasted away by a strange force.

The blood on the ground floated upwards with the airflow, eventually forming a huge eyeball.

The eyeball was one meter in diameter, suspended in the air, but it was closed.

There were no eyelashes, and flesh-colored eyelids were trembling.

As Qin Tan remained alert, that eyeball opened and immediately locked onto Qin Tan.

Endless murmurs drowned out Qin Tan.

Even though Qin Tan tried her best to stay clear-headed, she couldn't help but get lost in it for a moment.

In a very short moment, Qin Tan heard a roar that seemed to come from the abyss.

"finally found you."

"Thief!"