Where Are We Now?

Honglian saw the black burst of light suddenly erupt from the rooftop too.

It came and went in an instant. At its largest, it covered nearly half the building. When it faded, only a small patch of distorted shadow remained suspended in midair.

What made her eyes widen was the enormous chunk of the building that had vanished with it, as though the light had eaten it. The building's exterior had been square and even before; now only half of it remained, its walls ending in jagged edges that matched the outline of the black light.

Had Wanderer caused this too?

Honglian had completely lost track of what was happening.

"Look..." Wang Baihu pointed in surprise at the shadow hanging in midair. Something about the sight seemed strangely familiar. "Is that... an Erosion phenomenon?"

An Erosion had once appeared in the sky above Jiangcheng. They had covered it up as a mirage. Now, less than half a year later, they were looking at another Erosion Point suspended entirely in the air.

This one was much smaller, though—about half the size of a room.

"Notify the Logistics Team... Have them cordon off the site," Honglian said after a moment of silence.

Half a building had vanished. Hundreds had died at Wuhuan Industrial Park, and countless civilians had seen it happen. This was no longer an incident the Logistics Team could cover up.

Locking down the park under these circumstances would invite all kinds of conspiracy theories.

But to keep people away from the danger and prevent more casualties, it was the only choice she had.

The Dimensional Limit Organization was probably about to find itself in the eye of the storm again.

Chen Xuan hit the ground hard.

For a moment, he felt like a dead leaf caught in