Grayish-white granite paved every inch of the central square. Around the altar, conical black pines pointed into the night sky like sharp blades, lending the place a solemn, murderous air.
Standing in a crater littered with rubble, Ivette locked eyes with the black-robed girl for several seconds. Then, slowly bracing herself against the ground with her tendrils, she raised herself up and made a move that surprised everyone.
She turned around and left without looking back, speeding away from the square like a gigantic spider.
Of course, it was not because she had chickened out. There were simply too many bystanders here; once a fight broke out, far too many innocents would be caught in it.
But she did not intend to leave the city entirely. Compared to the mist sea, where one could only fall endlessly, this place was packed with buildings and crisscrossed by alleys. The complicated terrain was more favorable for countering the black-robed girl's teleportation ability.
Provided the crowds nearby were not too dense.
Soon, piercing alarms blared from loudspeakers in every direction. This was Anbis City-State's air raid alarm. To prepare for the possibility of city-state warfare, the locals had undergone extensive evacuation drills. Thus, although most of them had no idea what was happening, they immediately headed for the nearest shelters after hearing the alarm, remaining relatively orderly.
This made things much easier for Ivette. Once the crowds had mostly scattered, she finally stopped in a dimly lit old district.
She landed atop a black, flat-roofed building and briefly surveyed her surroundings.
By the dim yellow light of the streetlamps, she could make out the cityscape. Concrete buildings stood everywhere, monotonous, crude, and somewhat filthy. Most had sheet-metal shacks resembling illegal additions built onto their sides or rooftops, barely held up by steel plates,