The Pinnacle Of Life

“Meow, meow, meow…”

Perhaps it was due to the presence of strangers, the black cats around the blood pool started meowing loudly. What was it like to hear a group of cats meowing together? Three to five cats meowing was already horrifying. Meanwhile, there were up to ten thousand cats meowing here!

It sounded like babies crying. The eerie yet willful crying made Alex Rockefeller and the rest feel extremely uncomfortable. They felt goosebumps all over their bodies, their hearts felt cold, and the soles of their feet felt chilly too.

“This… This… What is this?” Anna Coleman hugged Alex tightly as she stammered.

She realized that her sphincter muscles were a little tight. Her legs were gripping very tightly. If it weren’t for Alex’s broad back providing her an immense sense of security as well as pressing against her muscle, she might have peed herself from the fear.

Maya Howards wasn’t doing any better. Her face had turned pale, and she couldn’t help but lean over to hold Alex’s hand.

Apart from her instinctual fear, she felt that her understanding of Papa Hanson had been completely turned upside down. He had collected such a large blood pool in the place he lived, and he gathered such massive amounts of black cats to drain their blood.

What was he trying to do?

in Quois Haven, she’d seen Papa Hanson adopting black cats before. He even set up a cat adoption station once. He seemed to be especially fond of black cats. Back

Woosh…

to blow above the

intensely seemed as if they had been given a command. Or it was perhaps they saw something terrifying. All their green eyes became wide and

became dead silent. The huge contrast was tough to

the blood pool?” Maya asked with a tone of

Alex nodded. “Yes!”

really something? What is it?”

of the Blood Cult who only used cat blood but not human

everything. There were a total of nine women’s

they died, their souls became

“Ghosts?” Anna shuddered.