Lian City.
All the anomalies had vanished.
The Red Moon Restaurant had disappeared, and the earth-shaking Terrifying Infant was nowhere to be seen.
But the collapsed buildings and the vast area erased by the sea of blood would remain for many years, evidence that a clash between supreme supernatural forces had erupted here.
Within the city.
The people who had endured this upheaval were on edge, unsure when disaster would strike again.
Ordinary people could only weep helplessly.
Their hope that they might get lucky had kept them from fleeing during the initial mass exodus.
Now, few people remained in the city.
The journeys to other cities grew more dangerous by the day.
It was fair to say.
They had already missed their best chance to leave.
Every choice came with a price. If they left now, they would have to face far greater dangers than the refugees who had left before them.
Still.
Relatively speaking.
The Awakened had considerably more options.
Looking at the devastated city after the battle, most of them were already thinking of leaving, their hearts still pounding with fear.
They had stayed before.
Because although Lian City was undergoing supernatural erosion, the situation had remained manageable.
At least, it had posed no serious threat to them.
Under those circumstances, staying in a city abandoned by the authorities and throwing their weight around like local kings was better than starting over elsewhere, where they might even end up serving as someone else's lackeys.
But now, staying was no longer an option.
It was too fucking dangerous!
The instant the sea of blood appeared, it wasn't just those who had entered the Red Moon Restaurant before.
Everyone in the city had seen that brilliantly lit restaurant!
Some locals had heard the elderly tell stories about the old