"What... what was that?!"
As they fled in disarray, one of the scholars from the Grand Natural Sciences Academy under Edward suddenly cried out in terror.
The sky had originally shown nothing but an alternating scene of golden raindrops and volcanic ash.
But now, soft, limp things began drifting down from above. When people looked closer in horror, they realized they were human skins!
They looked like lifelike works of art, defatted and drained of moisture. Yet some were incomplete, and all too realistic, bearing details such as scars between the brows and moles on the neck.
"Ah! Anna!!"
Suddenly, someone screamed.
In his hands was the skin of a young woman. Anna was his wife.
But if he remembered correctly, his wife had mysteriously disappeared during the apocalyptic catastrophe twenty years ago.
The Profound Meaning Scholar in the black hat broke down sobbing. He looked up at the sky, but the dark, hollow sky was like a shattered window. He saw nothing at all.
Only the skin in his hands, together with the other skins drifting down from above, formed a bizarre and horrifying sight.
Thud!
Next, the upper half of a four-winged angel, torn apart by an external force, crashed beside the marching group and smashed a crater into the ground.
Golden blood splattered everywhere.
"Don't stop! Hurry, get out of here!!"
Bomb King Edward urged them on.
Under normal circumstances, a free fall from a hundred kilometers up would take several minutes.
He could feel that the battle above had reached a critical point. If they couldn't use this opportunity to escape, and were pulled into the war again, the newly risen Academy Alliance would likely become nothing more than a footnote in the history of the Academic World, ending in complete defeat.
The scholars had already