The black, heavy night hung over the sky like a pall of gloom.
Cloud layers densely covered the night sky. Moonlight filtered through cracks in the clouds, scattering specks of pale radiance like dim afterimages cast upon the city wall.
The wall appeared to have been built from enormous stone blocks, faintly glowing dark purple.
Under the silvery moonlight, it looked somewhat eerie and terrifying.
Ancient cracks intertwined across the stones, as if they were marks left behind by time.
Lao Mo stopped to watch for a while, then looked around uneasily, his expression wary.
At intervals along the wall stood small watchtowers, shrouded in shadow.
It seemed that people were hiding in the darkness atop the pointed battlement-like towers, gazing out over the endless grassland before the wall.
There was no light inside the towers. Their dark, open windows had been weathered into mottled ruin by the years, like entrances leading into another world—grim and frightening.
With nothing to obstruct it, the wind swept howling across the grassland, seemingly mixed with unknown roars.
Lao Mo clutched his head and endured the sharp pain as he said, "Benefactor, the Shen Tu Family is watched by a god... Those who aren't part of the Shen Tu Family cannot approach their city wall... We should leave..."
There was actually a Mental Strength Attack at a time like this...
Xia Chujian felt the prickling pain from the faint electrical current at her wrist. Slightly surprised, she raised an eyebrow.
She used a dead branch to write on the ground.
Xia Chujian: The Shen Tu Family is watched by a god? What kind of god? Have you seen it?
Lao Mo could actually read.
He hurriedly shook his head and said, "How could we possibly see a god with our own eyes?!"
"Gods cannot