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As heads rolled onto the ground one after another, the continuous spurting blood quickly congealed into dark red pools and soon dyed the entire deck a crimson red.0

The sticky surface made every step uncomfortable, but no one was bothered by it. As the sacrificial ritual continued, the number of people was dwindling rapidly.0

The chainsaw, almost completely encased in blood, finally ceased whirring. It attempted to revert back to its prosthetic form but got stuck. 0

Clutching his head, Charles looked down to find a bone fragment stuck in the chainsaw. This was the reason why the chainsaw couldn't be reverted.0

He pulled out the bone fragment and tossed it into the thick blood pool before stumbling back...0