C875 A saint master this old man kneeled down

Silence!

A deathly silence!

Absolute silence. The atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme, as if one was in an endless darkness that could suffocate a person to death.

"Drip!"

The surroundings had gone deathly silent. Only the sound of beads of sweat dripping from Mummified Cadaver's forehead could be heard. There was a fear that had never been there before