"The Blood-Hidden Son... Azraz..."
At this time, in the city of Hebron, the voice of the Supreme Ruler King appeared from a red mist.
The sound seemed to come from far away.
The red fog that produced the sound was surging rapidly.
Finally, it swirled and spread in the darkness like a blood tide.
But in the blood mist, the true face of the owner of that voice never appeared.
Just after the voice appeared, another scarlet mist slowly condensed deep in the ruins of Hebron City.
Unlike the red fog where the sound appeared before, the color of this red fog is not as bloody as the previous one.
It's not as intense, bright red as it could be.
But compared to the previous blood mist, it twisted and squirmed more violently.
Then, it also made a sound, and that sound was like some living creature laughing.
"Ah - the Great Red Dragon, the only master I serve."
That was the voice of Azraz, the Blood-Hidden Son.
His voice seeped out of the fog, like countless tiny insects crawling on the eardrum.
"You have finally arrived in person at this decayed city."
A sticky sound came from the fog.
It was like the flesh and blood were slowly peeling off and then putting together again.
Then, the voice sounded again.
"You should have been here—sooner."
“This way—you can hear those beautiful sounds.”
The devil's whisper even carried a certain morbid pleasure.
"Human fear—it's so melodious."
"Their prayers—their wails—are so beautiful."
The red mist trembled slightly, as if there was some giant creature grinning inside.
"They are still struggling - still fantasizing - that you will be their salvation."
"But it's not enough—not nearly enough—"
The voice of Azraz, the Blood-Hidden Son, came and went.
Sometimes it is sharp like the rubbing of stones, and sometimes it is low like the echo of the abyss.
"Need—more pain—more, collapse—"
The fog suddenly churned violently at this moment, as if it was stirred by some invisible force.
The voice of the Supreme Ruler King slowly continued to emerge from the darker red mist.
When its voice appeared, the other red mist immediately quieted down.
"The holy pharaoh...has discovered...the ritual..."
"You...have to...speed up..."
The Supreme Ruler King didn't seem to care about what Azraz, the Blood-Hidden Son, said.
As soon as his voice came out, the red fog where he was began to roll.
It was even approaching the red fog where the voice of Azraz, the Blood Hidden Son, appeared.
"Holy Pharaoh? Known—your rituals?"
"It's really - courting death."
The red fog where Azraz, the Blood-Hidden Son, was located suddenly expanded and then suddenly shrank.
"I have already placed blood-hidden plants in various locations throughout the Holy Egyptian Alliance..."
"Always monitor the movements of the Holy Egyptian Alliance army."
"The Blood Servant has destroyed a transportation route of the Holy Egyptian Alliance."
“My field—is growing.”
"Eventually, the entire continent will become mine - the Bloodstained Realm."
As soon as Azraz, the son of Blood Hidden, finished his words, another red mist began to roll suddenly.
No words, no announcement.
There was only an invisible tremor that rolled more and more violently in the fog.
That is violence, that is anger.
The red mist twisted, shrank, and then suddenly expanded, like an enraged heart beating violently.
The air was trembling, and even the shadows began to move uneasily.
That was the pure, naked rage of the Supreme Ruler.
That is the abyss itself.
The red mist of Azraz, the Blood-Hidden Son, shrank slightly, as if being grasped by some invisible claws.
Even his chaotic whispers froze for a moment.
"I—belong to you."
"All the land—it's yours."
"The world—is yours, too."
"I am only your servant, your loyal servant."
"Your most loyal servant will certainly help you destroy the Holy Egyptian Alliance."
"I will offer you the blood of the Holy Pharaoh with my own hands."
After the words of Azraz, the Blood Hidden Son, appeared again, the rolling red fog finally slowly stopped.
"Beware... Holy Pharaoh..."
"accelerate......"
The voice of the Supreme Ruler King appeared again, and after a while, it disappeared completely.
The deep red fog eventually turned into nothingness in the darkness.
The blood mist where Azraz, the Hidden Blood Son, was located just surged violently.
Among them, several inhuman limbs slowly emerged.
Those twisted, amorphous creatures looked like skinned arms or the tentacles of some deep-sea monster.
The surface of those limbs was covered with blood beads that were constantly wriggling.
And every drop of blood is flowing upwards against gravity instead of falling to the ground.
And those tentacles sometimes split into dozens of slender blood whips, and sometimes merge into thick giant claws.
On its surface, there are many pale eyeballs, which are spinning wildly at different frequencies.
“Puff.”
Azraz, the Blood Hidden Son, began to move slowly at this time. With every step he took, many black and red substances that looked like blood vessels slowly stretched out from the ground.
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