C141 Forcibly Trespassing the Blood Moon Cult

The endless autumn rain finally stopped, and the sky was still gloomy. As far as the eye could see, it was vast and misty. The mountain cage was covered in a faint mist, and it was faintly discernible.

As dusk fell, the city became even livelier than during the day. On the Strangulation River, the lanterns were red and the wine was green. It was another extravagant night