C353 Outside Broadcast!

As the evening approached, a crow stopped on a broken wall in a desolate area in the southern part of Lingmell. It let out a hoarse cry.

The soil was mixed with bits of rotten flesh, and a disgusting smell of decay filled the air.

The sky was especially gloomy in autumn. A faint evening breeze blew, and the aura of death instantly spread to a place even further away