Purple Snake Spirit

I don't know how long it took, but above the Broken Blade Sky, blood occasionally flowed down the cliff and dripped into the crack in the middle of the ravine, like a blood fountain in the mountains. Emil Dagman and Meng Qing returned to the chasm road, feeling a little cold. Kill them all. There were no more living people on Broken Blade World. They were all slaughtered. Thinking back to the time when he stood on Broken Blade City with Liu Canglan and looked at the Snow Moon Ravine, Emil Dagman...