It was still afternoon, and there was some time left until midnight. Zhao Fu planned to make a few preparations, gather some information about the Calamity Festival, and familiarize himself with it a little. He could not wait until disaster struck and then be left floundering helplessly.
Time crawled by, and in the blink of an eye, it was already midnight.
Boom!
A massive roar rang out in the sky as a tangible soundwave spread outward. The entire Apocalypse World was deafened as a stabbing pain shot through everyone's ears.
The heavens and earth suddenly changed as well. The light instantly dimmed, and an extremely oppressive, terrifying aura continuously surged down from the sky toward the ground, as if a horrifying demon were about to descend.
The surroundings sank into dead silence, without a single sound. In the dim light, nothing could be seen clearly, yet that oppressive atmosphere only grew stronger and stronger.
Whoosh...
A tremendous howl of wind sounded from the horizon, carrying terror and destruction. Before the wind had even arrived, its dreadful aura had already made people's hair stand on end.
Rumble...
With the momentum to sweep away everything, the violent gale began assaulting the entire Terror Forest. Countless trees swayed violently as though they could be uprooted at any moment, while countless boulders as large as millstones were effortlessly swept into the sky. It looked as though heaven and earth were about to be destroyed.
The disaster facing the Terror Forest... was a wind calamity!
Under such terrifying gales, countless villages suffered severe damage. Some had their roofs torn away by the wind, while other houses were blown straight down. Yet this was not the most terrifying part.
The most terrifying part was that countless rocks and trees were mixed into the gale and came