The gale howled, and rain poured down. The moisture was so thick it seemed ready to drown the entire city. Raindrops the size of beans smashed into the ground, kicking up a vast white mist of spray. An indescribable sense of oppression filled the air, as if something were awakening.
Another dimension slowly interwove with reality, like two translucent sheets of film layered together, their edges blurred and their light and shadows distorted.
A massive Nibelungen was unfolding.
The Zero Elevated Bridge, which had never existed before, emerged amid the wind and rain. Its structure was a somber gray, like a ghost projected from another world. The streetlights on the bridge glowed a dim yellow, illuminating a strange Silence—no cars, no people, only the torrential rain washing over the bridge deck, with splashing water glittering beneath the lights.
A massive elemental torrent severed every connection between the city and the outside world. Phone signals were cut off, radio waves vanished, and even the wind became unnatural, as though it were being controlled by some will.
Wa Master stood before the window, gazing deeply at the world outside.
Her expression was grave. There was not a trace of a smile on that face which usually carried a hint of laziness. She could sense the unusual aura carried within the howling wind and rain.
As someone whose bloodline was nearly that of a pure-blooded Dragon Kind, the world she saw differed from the one seen by ordinary people—and even Hybrids.
She saw black earth, red fire, white wind, and blue water—all the elements were in upheaval.
She had seen such a sight before, at the Three Gorges, when the ancient God King had clashed with the beautiful Naga.
"A Dragon King—"
By the window of a low building, Xia Mi and