The alley fell into a brief silence.
Then, amid the restless gazes of several men, Anvis slowly turned around.
Under the cloak as dark as night, the shadow veiling his face faded away.
A bizarre and twisted visage was reflected in the eyes of those startled to the point of madness.
It was like the most profound and sinister dark imagination hidden at the very bottom of a nightmare abyss, overturning rationality!
The smooth, featureless pale face seemed to devour both the gaze and the soul, an abnormal black hole.
In that bottomless darkness, there seemed to be some indescribable entity lurking, writhing—
Accompanied by the ancient oppressive force of the [Ancient Majesty], as well as the mental suggestion that Anvis deliberately tuned to a special frequency.
An overwhelming sense of terror seized the hearts of several vagrants present.
Making them tremble all over, their limbs numb with fear, unable to move an inch.
