"What on earth is going on?"
Above the stadium, Lu Xin had been feeling somewhat anxious. The sudden smoothness of everything caught him completely off guard. Before he could react, he suddenly saw the fighting break out below, while all the elements around him that had posed a threat vanished at once.
He turned his head slightly and looked down.
Then he saw a scene on a scale he had never witnessed before.
"Whoosh..."
After the ability users of the Crimson Moon Club began to make their moves, Kindling's counterattack arrived as well.
Amid the successive orders—or perhaps urged on by the "embryo" above the stadium—the members of the mysterious organizations in various parts of Kindling City began gathering. Some had been scattered earlier, while others had finally managed to pull their pants up. One after another, they hurried here.
Countless dazzling headlights shone over from the distance, while countless figures flickered in and out of sight all around them.
Buzz... buzz...
The ground suddenly began to tremble. The stone-paved road seemed to consist of countless particles rising and quivering nonstop.
Beneath the particles, something kept swelling up from time to time, as if a monster were hiding inside.
Tall trucks drove over from every intersection, and people in strange robes jumped down from them.
Their robes were black overall, but in the middle was a round pattern radiating light outward. They were members of the mysterious organization in Kindling City—the Daytime Society. They raised their hands high and set a huge bell, more than two meters in diameter, on one of the trucks.
Then a group of people in black robes knelt before the bell and began praying in silence.
Rumble...
Helicopters flew overhead, and countless agile figures suddenly leaped down from them.
Some hung from the