Crack!
A black fissure tore across the sky.
The smog in the sky had already turned into dense dark clouds. It was impossible to tell whether this was the result of the Ghost Domain's power deepening further or a change caused by the violent collision of supernatural forces.
Soon, torrential rain came pouring down from the sky. The raindrops crashed onto the ground with a roar, steaming up a sheet of pale mist.
Yang Dong was the leader of a patrol group in Tacheng's Patrol Brigade.
Supernatural incidents had been occurring frequently lately. More abnormal events had appeared than in the entire previous year combined.
He had no choice but to lead his team members on patrol through the city, record all kinds of unusual signs, and report them to his superiors.
Unfortunately.
So far, not a single one of the supernatural incidents they had discovered had been resolved.
The orders from above had always been to take precautions and continue observing. They had no effective plan to deal with the situation, nor could they send any experts to handle it.
As a frontline member—and a group leader at that—Yang Dong understood better than ordinary people that Tacheng was doomed.
The various evil beings appearing now had already exceeded the limits of what Tacheng's Patrol Brigade could handle. Since yesterday, the city had become a cage. No one could leave, and no one could enter. All they could do was wait for disaster to descend.
"Sigh."
Yang Dong tossed away the cigarette butt in his hand and sighed.
At this point, he could only get through each day as it came and live for as long as he could.
When he had become an Awakened and chosen to join the official Patrol Brigade, he had already prepared himself to die