At the same time, he lost the last of his vision.
He felt his eye sockets suddenly grow light, as though two round objects had fallen from them, lightly striking his legs before rolling to his feet.
They were his eyes.
After that cry, the middle-aged man fell completely silent. Like the skeletons inside the nearby vehicles, even his terrified expression and the motion of twisting around to look back were identical.
Three more skeletons had appeared out of thin air on the road.
Ignoring the metal barriers entirely, the terrifying black rain passed straight through the car roofs, carrying the mixture inside the vehicles as it seeped out through the cracks.
They converged toward the rear of the city, toward the area where the school was located.
This was the source of nutrients that allowed that pile of massive black eggs to keep growing. The rain itself contained no such nutrients; it depended on the living creatures in this city.
Satan had laid down a massive sealing zone across the entire city. He was also afraid that the Goat-Man Devil would discover the anomaly here.
Yet such a large-scale sacrifice was necessary.
It was a prerequisite for him to send a portion of his fallen power, along with that terrifying desire for pollution, into reality.
The protection that reality's rules provided to humanity had to be broken by paving a bridge with human lives.
This was undoubtedly ironic.
At such a time, so-called protection instead became the necessary condition and prerequisite for harm. This was undoubtedly an imperfection in the rules.
Half a day later.
The entire pillar of black eggs in the school stadium had completely sunk beneath the water, leaving only black water spanning the area of the stadium gathered there.
Its surface was utterly still, like