C163 The Crazed Killing in the Cold Night

The night was as dark as ink and the cold wind was blowing gently.

A black shadow moved as fast as lightning, swiftly approaching the ruins of a building under the night sky.

He was fully armed and could only see a pair of sinister eyes.

This night was frighteningly quiet. Aside from the noise coming from a small room in the ruins, the surroundings were completely silent