The offensive had temporarily abated, and Bronze City finally caught its breath.
The Ghouls and Special Individuals crushed by the Pitch-Black Eyeball in the inner city had become chunks of flesh scattered across the ground. Eyeballs grew all over that flesh, radiating a certain malice.
Gray Mist still shrouded most of the district, utterly silent without even the sound of wind.
The streets of the Outer City still held scattered Great Ghoul remains.
The thousands of residents at the branch entrance gradually recovered from their shock.
The Night Watchers had already moved in. Glock, Boer, Blue Knight, and the others led the residents toward the temporary shelters prepared around the Night Watcher branch.
The branch had underground levels. They were not enough to house several thousand residents, but they could provide temporary refuge.
Lu Yuan stood on the steps, facing the branch.
In his perception, the Hope tree in Room 7, District C was growing wildly.
He tossed a line at Klaus. "Get things arranged here, then come to the room with the Seed." With that, he hurried over first.
Only a few scattered Night Watchers remained in the logistics area, and no one was specifically guarding that room anymore.
As Lu Yuan approached, he saw golden light seeping from beneath the door. It had stained the entire wall with a layer of strange radiance.
The Worm of Knowledge writhed madly deep within his left eye.
It had regained its activity after returning from The Abyss, but it seemed disgusted by the things outside—probably repulsed by the flesh in The Abyss—so it had been too lazy to show itself.
But now it twisted fiercely. Its entire rainbow-glimmering body rolled over and over within his left eye, its colored light flickering brightly and dimly with unconcealed excitement.
Lu Yuan carefully turned