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The woman's delicate and beautiful face seemed to melt away, her skin rotting, and her hair beginning to fall out in clumps.
Before the crowd could disperse, the woman, now transformed, suddenly went mad and lunged at the nearest spectator. Before a scream could escape, the unfortunate bystander was already knocked down. The woman's grotesquely decayed face twisted in a savage grimace as she bit into the person's neck.
Run away!
Someone shouted, and the crowd began to scatter. Those nearby noticed the commotion and turned to look. Fear spread like a plague. The person whose neck had been bitten slowly stood up, steadied their swaying head, and lunged again at the panicked crowd.
Throughout it all, the Magician remained calm, observing the chaos before him through his white mask.
Get out! There’s a monster!
Call the police! Alert the staff!
The crowd was in disarray, momentarily jammed at the exit, and casualties began to emerge among those trying to flee.
Get out of my way! Let me through first!
Those things are getting closer; move aside!
Can you let my child go first? I can stay behind!
In the face of unknown terror, humanity revealed itself without reservation. At that moment, centered around the Magician's stage, large numbers of distorted figures began to rise and lunge at others along their path.
In just a few breaths, the number of these aberrations had multiplied from a handful to several, expanding at a terrifying rate.
Look! This is a grand performance for all of Wu City! Applaud and cheer for this moment's arrival!
The Magician's magnetic voice trembled as his eyes widened beneath the white mask. The screams of fear around him sounded like a symphony from hell. The Magician raised his hand, and a Crimson Cane appeared in his grasp, seemingly out of nowhere.
Gently leaning on the ground, the moment the end of the cane touched the floor, ripples spread across the surface as if it were water.
The Magician strolled alone through the hellish marketplace, where blood formed a crimson pool. He waved his fingers rhythmically, savoring the moment.
Human nature was despicable and greedy, utterly meaningless; you all looked much more pleasing to the eye now.
The Magician smiled as a few panicked passersby were chased by an Aberrant, completely oblivious to his presence. Just as they were about to brush past him, the closest person suddenly erupted in a spray of blood from a gaping wound in his chest.
His eyes widened in shock, devoid of clarity, as a bloody hole appeared in his torso. His companions froze at this bizarre sight, having never witnessed such a scene before. Blood gushed from the man's chest, and his pupils constricted sharply until they vanished entirely.
In the hands of the Magician, his fingers slightly curled, revealing a still-beating heart. With a gentle yet forceful motion, he crushed the heart in his grip, allowing blood to splatter freely.
The white mask he wore became stained red, twisting and contorting until it fully absorbed the blood. Crimson patterns spread across the entire surface of the mask, with a singular scarlet vertical pupil at its center, gazing with an eerie intensity.
As this strange occurrence unfolded in the marketplace, at the same time, two other crowded locations in Wu City were also experiencing chaos.
In the amusement park filled with throngs of people, a petite figure cloaked in a Hood blended into the crowd.
"Little girl, would you like to buy some cotton candy?" A vendor pushing a cart approached her and asked with a smile.
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