At the same time, Viktor and the girl who almost reached the shore took notice of the same change as they saw the skies being dyed in a hellish red color as if the skies were bleeding while giving off an ominous feeling to whoever saw it.
Another chilling sight was how the sun turned as black as a bottomless pit while the river turned black as well and began to bubble as if they were boiling, which was a nightmarish and hair-raising sight that could make any weak-willed person collapse from fright.
"What the hell…" Viktor couldn't express how bewildered and confused he was because of these changes taking place.
*VWOOOOO….*
If the pungent smell and the wailing sounds from before were only enough to make one scared, then at present, they only got much worse to the point even Viktor couldn't help but think that he was standing in hell.
*CRACK!*
Bright red lightning crackled in the cloudy blood-red skies that sounded so loud as if the skies were being split apart.
Viktor was beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable standing in this place, and even the atmosphere seemed very harsh and dirty. It was so bad he was sure that no human would be able to survive standing in this place for even a couple of seconds.
He had to assume his vampire form to make him feel better.
"Oh no! We are too late!" The girl cried out in his mind, making Viktor ask, "What do you mean we are late? What is going on? Why are the skies, the sun, and everything looking so strange?" Viktor wondered if this was all real or just him having a bad dream.
But even if he pinched himself, he still saw the same thing, confirming that whatever was going on was real.
He looked around and was even more shocked to see that there weren't any hills behind him anymore but only a long stretch of reddish land dyed with what looked like blood, which continued to trail down everywhere.
But another disturbing thing was how the land was littered by hundreds of destroyed chariots, tens of thousands of dead and decaying carcasses of horses, armors, and weapons lying strewn about.
Viktor's eyes were wide open seeing this sight, making him even forget to breathe because what he was seeing now made some of the long-buried memories in his mind resurface since he stood in this very same place countless years ago.
"This cannot be…" Viktor mumbled in disbelief as his expression became complicated since he did not only remember what happened in this place but also the various other memories of events that took place during that time period.
He never really wanted to remember his life during his time period since he lived most of his years with pain and hatred during those times.
"Hey...don't get distracted by this...you can't afford to…" The girl said in a low voice seeing his expression, sounding very worried.
But Viktor was too disconcerted to hear her, and with a faraway look in his eyes, he continued to look around.
In his mind, he was already replaying the events that took place here, especially the Battle of the Frozen Lakes.
He looked behind at the boiling eerie black river that was, in fact, a frozen lake in his memories and how this place was originally the village he stayed in, which was destroyed and the lands forcibly seized by the king to build his mansion and armies.
A few hundred meters away, he could see a slightly familiar large mansion which had lost all its grandeur and imposing look and was nothing more than a ruined mansion with flames escaping from its windows, its structures no longer sturdy and strong but in a ruined and deteriorating state as if the mansion got destroyed from within.
Originally the mansion was no less grand than a royal palace, and in fact, he remembered there being roads and a small town built later after the king started to live here instead of his original palace due to how good this place was, both tactically and scenically.
However, there were no traces of any towns or markets here other than the distant small hills, which looked reddish brown with no traces of any greenery.
But then he looked at his left side to see corpses of people scattered around, which looked quite disturbing, with some having swords and daggers pierced through their bodies.
These bodies did not belong to only men and women, but even children, and the nearby huts and stone houses were in pieces while some of the huts were still burning.
Seeing the commoners and peasant clothes these dead bodies were wearing, Viktor couldn't help but clench his fists which were visibly shaking till sounds of his knuckles cracking could be heard since he recognized them as his people when he lived in this village, especially where his foster family lived.
The place looked quite out of place since the mansion was in the middle, the battlefield on his right and the village on his left. It was as if someone merged three different events that happened in the same place into one.
He knew there was no mansion when his village was attacked, nor did the Battle of the Frozen Lakes take place at that time.
Also, the mansion that was burning in front of him right now looked no different than how it was after he destroyed it from within.
And the Battle of the Frozen Lakes took place before he destroyed the mansion. So it didn't make sense that the battlefield was still filled with fresh blood when he destroyed the mansion only a month later, after taking his own sweet time breaking the king.
Suddenly a bright flash manifested before him, making him come out of his reverie, only to see a girl about fifteen years old dressed in a small white gown with skin as smooth and pale as milk, her long black hair reaching till her hips, but when he looked at her face, his eyes widened because there was no face at all!
"Now, are you satisfied to see me?"
Everything about the girl seemed ethereal and beautiful except for her face, which was only a blur as if her face was erased away. In a way, she could seem frightening because of having no face, just like in the horror movies he had seen before. But Viktor wasn't frightened. Instead, he became even more curious.
"You....What are you…?" Viktor asked with a stupefied look.
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