Midnight, during Zi Shi.
Tacheng was battered by violent winds and torrential rain, with lightning and thunder tearing through the sky.
The streetlights on the deserted roads had already gone out, and the scattered lights visible throughout the city had quietly vanished as well.
Li Xin stood by the window with a bottle of liquor in hand, gazing at the outlines of the buildings. They looked like monsters lurking in the darkness—oppressive and eerie, as though concealing some immense danger.
"If I didn't see it wrong, there was something in the clouds when that lightning flashed just now."
"It looked a little like... a corpse?"
As an experienced Awakened, he had sensed that something was wrong the moment the wind began to blow. When the Blood-colored Lightning tore across the night sky, he had vaguely seen what appeared to be a gigantic corpse lying above the heavens.
He trusted his eyes and his instincts.
In most Supernatural Events, your first instinct might lack reason or justification, and might not even be logical, yet its accuracy was exceptionally high.
That was why he had always trusted his subconscious and never ignored any fleeting flash of insight.
That was also why he had managed to survive this long.
Though he had not seen it clearly, his imagination filled in the gaps. In his mind appeared a gigantic corpse lying facedown deep within the clouds, almost covering the entire city.
And the Blood-colored Lightning was a streak of blood-red radiance cleaving open the corpse!
"This smell is familiar."
He sniffed, and a foul, fishy stench filled the air.
The smell had not been particularly noticeable at first. After the rain had fallen for a while, it gradually grew stronger. Now it smelled almost as if the air had been soaked in a highly