Here, they detest light.
He could imagine how such heavy curtains, in deep dark red tones, would be enough to absorb all light.
How dark would the room be?
This was a world-famous city. In Wen Xishu's previous life, many people loved the British style. This city was undoubtedly British in style.
But now it's daytime, and the Crystal City during the day… is surprisingly so dilapidated.
The clock tower's hands are frozen in place. At the center of the square, the dried-up fountain's basin holds a few withered leaves, edges curled. The entire city looks like a massive, intricate etching, with cold, hard lines and heavy shadows.
Wen Xishu didn't like such a spooky place, but he had no way out. As he suspected, until the "Savior" was killed, that door seemed unlikely to appear.
"What's going on? This is clearly a… dead city? Looks like it hasn't been inhabited for a long time," Cannon was surprised.
However, Night Demon said,
"It's daytime now. Maybe that saying is right."
