When Angel saw that the Smoke Screen Scholar's first precognition ability was "Mist Spirit Creation," he finally let out a sigh of relief.
He had previously worried that if "Mist Spirit Creation" had not been randomly selected, then when Laplace activated his abilities later, he would have to send Kang Mu over to bring some luck.
But now, it seemed Kang Mu would not be needed.
Still basking in relief, Angel was about to enter the mall beside him when a cool night wind brushed against his face.
The wind carried a pungent smell.
Just like the contradictions of Modern City—prosperity and pollution set side by side, acid rain and neon enduring together.
Angel sighed inwardly, shook his head, and entered the mall.
Even though it was nearly dawn, performances were still underway on the mall's stages. Angel bypassed the stages, winding through several turns before quickly reaching the warehouse beneath the mall.
The passage to the Underground District lay deep within the warehouse.
There was no one near the entrance. Angel smoothly arrived in the Underground District. He only needed to follow the drainage canal straight ahead to reach Sixty-First Town.
But after taking only a few steps, Angel suddenly stopped.
The journey had been quite smooth so far, yet for some reason, he felt as though he had overlooked something...
Angel lightly tapped between his brows, and Nightmare Illusion energy instantly surged into his brain.
The doors of his memory palace seemed to be blown open by a hurricane. The memories within rose and scattered through the air, then, beneath Angel's gaze, fell one scene after another.
From the moment Angel reentered the instance—contacting Gleipnir, arriving in the Central District, meeting the bakery clerk, heading to Tina Entertainment...
As those memory fragments turned into frozen images and flashed