These chimneys stand like flags, proclaiming the empire's supreme power and wealth. After the gates of hell opened, these chimneys puffed and huffed even more diligently.,"Excuse me, do you have a fruit knife here" he asked.,In an instant, blood gushed out of the wound viciously, like a miniature fountain, spurting straight up to the ceiling. It then shattered into splatter after splatter, crashing down onto the ground with a sizzle and pop.。