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On the stage, Hui Yue stood alone with his blade resting against the throat of the opposing team's leader, his piercing gaze flashing past the other man's eyes. It was a world painted crimson, where beasts and humans alike lay dead, their corpses forming a macabre mountain beneath the feet of an enormous beast.
This beast was nothing more than a shadow, its entire body dripping with blood, eyes glowing a misty red.
The images flickered in Hui Yue's eyes for a mere moment, but their allure was so intense that he inadvertently pressed the blade slightly deeper into the hostage's throat.
Regaining control over himself, Hui Yue was deeply shaken, but he refused to let it show. With a smooth motion, he retracted the black blood blade into his storage stone and flung the hostage off the stage, forcing the entire opposing team to retreat from the platform, leaving only Hui Yue and his comrades behind in silence.
