"Was this... the aftershock of their battle?"
When she had first arrived here, Jiang Mian had known that whoever was fighting the [World-Overturning Torrent] was no weakling.
Even so, they could hardly restrain its enormous body completely.
The aura emanating from the core inside her clone might not be something humans could "smell," but to Calamities of the [Calamity] type, it was unmistakable.
Otherwise, those low-tier Calamities wouldn't have avoided her.
It had probably sensed the clone's presence, so it had deliberately brought the battlefield closer to fulfill its task of providing backup?
Even if it was only a clone?
If it approached on its own, the chances of sending this clone out would certainly increase quite a bit.
As the Calamity tide drew closer, Jiang Mian remained unhurried. She opened a portal and even used [Storm Feast], sucking in all the remains like a whale gulping down water.
Most of these Calamities had been killed by the aftershocks. Their cores should still be intact, so she'd salvage them first.
Meanwhile, in the hotel room, Jiang Mian opened the window.
Perhaps because the [World-Overturning Torrent] had breached the Mist boundary, heavy rain had started falling outside again, and the alarms were already sounding.
Come to think of it, could she be considered the instigator of this chaos?
From the [Sea of Misfortune] until now, everything happening in the outer sea had been connected to her.
And if she hadn't sent out a clone at this moment, even if the two Tier 8s started fighting, they probably would've just worn each other down slowly in the outer sea.
Never mind. She'd just lie back down.
Jiang Mian closed the window, returned to bed, and sank her consciousness into the space.
A hole opened in the sky, and all sorts of strange