City of Rong Guang
Blood-red sunlight shone upon seas of fire, casting an eerie glow across the sky as twisted humanoid figures climbed out of the flames, gathering densely beneath the High Tower.
An intangible yet bizarre sense of oppression, along with some twisted whispers, spread out as the horde of monsters approached.
The air was filled with the crackling 'pop-pop' sound of burning wooden decorations, which felt like silent drumbeats pounding on everyone's heart.
Ruilin lifted her head and swept her gaze over the approaching monsters.
These monsters seemed to have completely lost their sanity, moving forward blankly, yet their actions were eerily uniform.
As if an invisible will extended itself, surrounding the massive Obelisk.
These humanoid monsters were not very powerful; perhaps we could hold on for a while longer.
Thinking this, she struggled to rise from the ground.
Boom—
