C295 Chapter 295

Blood coated the iron column above—some fresh, some congealed into a crust. The stench was overpowering, mingled with an unexpected hint of spices.

Jiang Ruan's brow furrowed at the scent, and an elderly voice soon followed from behind. "Where have you come from, and what brings you to our village?"

The elder held a glowing fireball, a sign of his fire-based abilities. His gaze was probing