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Vritra's breathing was extremely weak, he was clearly very close to death. Maybe his plan really might succeed in the end, but he would have preferred a quicker death rather than this.
His half-lidded eyes stared blankly at the sky, his mind had stopped working and he couldn't form a single thought; it was like countless red images were flashing in front of him, but Vritra had no idea what was happening around him or to him.
In the sky, all the people dressed in red from the Bone Blood Cult took out thousands of exactly same-looking red-colored cubes—the Glyphs. Vritra continued to see the scene that was tinged with redness in his eyes. The demon generals and the Nine Pacts seemed to be very shocked.
Over ten thousand people poured their energies into those fist-sized cubes. Although both the demon generals and Nine Pacts tried to stop the change, it was useless.
