Rumble!
In the ash-black canopy of the sky, mist churned violently as golden arcs of lightning flickered within it.
"What's going on?"
"No idea!"
Within Base City No. 185, everyone looked up at the sky, voices rising in discussion.
Bishop Yu was confronting an Eighth-tier [Silent Death] Calamity outside the city. This rain of curses had been caused by it, and it couldn't possibly produce lightning.
Yet now, thunder and lightning had suddenly appeared, making the situation all the more abnormal.
Before they could figure out what was happening, the Cataclysm that followed gave them the answer.
Whoosh—
Biting cold winds, mixed with rainwater that had turned into icy cones, poured down upon the city!
"Not good! Find somewhere to hide!"
Even the Fifth-tier and Sixth-tier Awakened present felt a sense of foreboding rise within them. They shouted warnings one after another, plunging the scene into chaos.
Some Sixth-tier Awakened, confident in their own strength, tried to fly up and investigate, only to be instantly swallowed by golden lightning bolts.
Realizing that the being in the sky could not be fought head-on, a Sixth-tier cultist hurriedly gave the order:
"Quick! Deploy the defenses! Protect Chaos—Pfft!"
Before he could finish speaking, countless icy raindrops submerged him. Clearly, someone had given him special attention.
The cultists who had only just gathered scattered like birds and beasts, scrambling for their lives.
Then Storms, Earthquakes, and falling lightning took turns striking, swiftly plowing through the entire surface of the base city.
High in the air, Jiang Mian coldly overlooked the chaos below, yet an indescribable delight inexplicably welled up in her heart.
"Following instinct..."
After devouring the black dragon, her calamity instincts had not vanished. Instead, they had fused into one with her.
Although Jiang Mian could easily suppress them, doing things that aligned