As time passed, the black water throughout the city quietly continued to gather along with the torrential rain falling from the sky.
It completely flooded the roads within its reach, silently following the flow of water—or rather, in a way that utterly defied the physical rule that water flowed downhill—quietly converging into the school.
Yet as the water kept pouring in, the stadium, which should have been only about a meter lower than the ground outside, still appeared to have its water surface level with the surrounding ground.
As though the endlessly pouring water were disappearing.
A closer look revealed the triangular, oval stone structure standing at the center of the black pool.
As more and more water gathered, it was slowly sinking.
This meant that the stadium's elevation was definitely more than just a meter lower than the ground outside.
With such vast amounts of black water converging there, no one knew how deep it had become.
Judging by how far the triangular prism had sunk, it was at least forty meters deep. More importantly, the giant black egg inside the prism was constantly expanding.
Especially the portion underwater, which had received even more nourishment.
Beneath the seemingly tranquil black water came the faint sounds of a stirred vortex and horrifying, bizarre movements. Combined with the empty campus, it looked exceptionally eerie.
Meanwhile, outside the city.
Traffic still flowed endlessly, and vehicles continued to pass through the highway entrances and exits. Everything looked prosperous, as though nothing had happened.
To the passing drivers, the city still appeared calm and thriving.
From their perspective, they could not see the terrifying black rain shrouding the entire city, nor could they see the skeletons that had completely melted away. They saw only people living their normal lives and going to work in