Gon sprinted east.
He pushed his speed to the limit.
The wind howled past his ears, and the scenery along the road flew backward.
The farther east he went, the stronger the corrosive stench in the air became.
On the highway, the evacuation convoy stretched as far as the eye could see.
Adults clutched children, elderly people leaned on canes, and terror covered every face.
Many were covered in black corrosive wounds. They groaned in pain, yet did not even have time to stop and treat them.
As Gon passed by, he casually gave several severely injured people some basic treatment.
But he knew he could not stop.
Hundreds of thousands of Hawkins City residents had yet to evacuate.
That thing was almost here.
After running for another hour,
the outline of Hawkins City appeared in his sight.
But the scene before him made Gon come to an abrupt halt.
Half the city had already been shrouded in black miasma.
The miasma was as thick as ink, churning as it slowly advanced.
Everything in its path was being corroded.
The reinforced concrete buildings were pitted across their surfaces, as though doused in strong acid. Huge chunks of plaster peeled away, exposing blackened steel bars within.
The roadside trees had long since turned withered black. At the slightest gust of wind, they crumbled into powder.
The asphalt roads had softened after being soaked in the miasma, hissing with white smoke. A single step could sink half a foot into them.
The air was thick with a pungent toxic stench. One breath made his lungs ache as though pierced by needles.
"This is way too outrageous..."
Gon widened his eyes and sucked in a cold breath.
He had seen plenty of terrifying creatures on the Dark Continent.
But none of them had