Chapter 450 Blood Descendants Sacred Under the Moon

The distant stars dotted the dark sky, twinkling with faint light.

The moon hung high, casting a pure white light, illuminating hundreds of miles of desert.

The desert night is bone-chilling, as if everything has cooled down and lost the warmth of life.

There was no singing of birds, no roaring of wild beasts.

The only sounds that could be heard were the howling of the wind and the rustling of the sand.

This desert seems isolated from the world, like it has been abandoned

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