It was only ten in the morning.
Normally, it should have been the sunniest time of the day, but the sky had already darkened.
It wasn't because it was cloudy or rainy today, but because the sky was swarmed with dense, locust-like black figures.
They all wore a mask similar to a virtual diving device, with five or six tubes inserted into the back of their heads, connecting directly to the deep red halo floating above them. Their faces bore two red marks like tear streaks, and behind them extended a pair of dark red light wings.
These wings were composed of geometric patterns and spread out like branches.
Their bodies blocked the light, casting shadows that formed darkness, while the light wings behind them dyed the sky a deep red.
The ominous dark red light covered the sky, making it oppressive and gloomy, as if a light squeeze could wring out blood.
Inside the Tianen campus, the statue belonging to Saran now also exhibited a horrifying radiance.
