At this moment, all the stars and the moon had disappeared.
The Fifth District of the Lonely City was not darkened by this absence; the night here had never relied on the moon and stars, but at this moment, countless people looked up, their eyes filled with shock, gazing at the black dome slowly rising in the sky.
The rumbling sound faintly emanated from the direction of the dome, like the gradually approaching hooves of horses in ancient wars, creating a sense of oppression in the hearts of all the citizens of Lonely City who were looking up at this moment.
An atmosphere of invisible panic and unease then began to spread within the Fifth District.
"Can we still stop it?" Jiang Shu looked at Liu Tingruo beside him, his expression grave.
"It's too late." Liu Tingruo shook her head. "Once the dome rises, the erection of the new Black Wall has become inevitable."
Jiang Shu looked at Liu Tingruo with a puzzled expression.
