As the grotesque sounds of chewing ceased, Anna tossed the remaining mangled artery on the floor. She wiped the corners of her mouth, and with a hint of disdain on her visage, she muttered, "What a terrible taste. Life on the surface is surely great. Even the blood vessels are clogged with fat."1

The blood stained Anna's lips with a crimson hue as though she was wearing lipstick, adding a touch of eerie, seductive allure to her.0

With twelve people hunched over and drawing on the floor, the sacrificial ritual circle was completed in no time. Anna did an inspection and adjusted a few details before she instructed everyone to stand in the circle.0

"What is this? What are you doing?" The blond-haired man, Wang Sheng, muttered in a trembling voice. The bizarre array made him uncomfortable and he felt something...0