Beneath the gray, murky sky.
Across the brown plains, a lone figure raced madly away from the town's buildings.
The figure leaned slightly forward, wild winds swirling around him. His white robes billowed as though he were flying just above the ground. In an instant, he crossed more than thirty meters, touching down only once before launching into his next leap.
Lin Hui had been down from the cliff for ten minutes now.
This time, rather than following the planned roadway into the residential district, he had chosen an uninhabited direction and sprinted away at full speed.
Vast stretches of buildings were quickly thrown behind him. The dense houses soon began to thin out, until even that sparse scattering vanished entirely.
At last, nothing remained around him but the barren brown plains.
Strange, leafless vines with bizarre, clawing shapes could occasionally be seen on the ground. They bulged up from beneath the earth and spread across the surface with wanton growth.
He did not know how far he had run. Only when the sky was nearing darkness did Lin Hui gradually slow down and take out the mobile sealed cloak he had prepared in advance.
He had never stayed in the Inner City until nightfall, so he had brought all his gear this time, intending to put it to use when true darkness arrived.
After racing onward for another ten-odd minutes, currents of air gradually began to fill the surrounding atmosphere.
The rushing currents formed patches of fierce natural winds, blowing the leafless vines on the ground into constant swaying.
Lin Hui checked his direction and slowly reduced his speed.
The winds around him grew ever stronger, while the plains ahead gradually turned into an upward slope.
Lin Hui looked ahead.
Straight in front of him, a long black city