The Great Demon Holm

At the end of the street, there was a general store. Even when the fog cleared, the storefront still hid in the shadows of the surrounding walls.,Old Jack looked at the eyes, clearly suffering from cirrhosis and filled with blood vessels, and the particularly prominent beer belly, confirming that this guy was the one he was going to kill today.,That person glanced at the still-spouting blood fountain before them, showing no signs of alarm. Instead, they let out a breath as if suddenly understanding something.。