Scarlet flesh hurled boulders, under the violent tremor, cliffs collapsed one after another, along with the buildings attached to them sinking into the Abandoned Land.
Fortunately for Bologue, he was far away from this madness of flesh, but under the shroud of mist, the scene beyond became even more bizarre.
Ether's gleam forged into thunder, dazzling arcs of electricity flashed continuously.
"What a terrible day."
Bologue muttered in his heart, but after saying this, he realized he had spoken similar words many times before.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh; this is indeed a terrible world, such damned days keep setting new lows.
A whistling sound came from the mist, followed by a boulder crashing not far in front of Bologue, directly severing the forward corridor, then the whole cliff trembled violently, along with the corridor under his feet, shaking and collapsing.
