Night fell, and the faint mist of dusk grew thicker by the moment.
Ever since the last Red Moon Descent, it seemed that thick fog shrouded all of Clockwork City whenever night fell, reducing visibility throughout its streets to almost nothing.
Outside Gear Street.
Normally, except during the special period of a Red Moon Descent, the Exorcist Squad patrolled every district of Clockwork City at regular intervals, constantly watching for any Spirit Realm Overlay that might appear within the city.
But something seemed different today.
All of Gear Street was eerily quiet. It seemed that, owing to some special arrangements, the patrols assigned to Gear Street and several neighboring districts had all been transferred elsewhere early on.
In the fog.
A figure stopped before the street.
The breeze whipped his cloak, his entire face hidden in pitch-black shadow.
His gaze remained utterly unruffled.
And in the very next moment.
As he stepped forward, black ripples spread outward from beneath his feet. With his arrival, the Spirit Realm seemed to encroach upon the entire street, little by little.
The Spirit Bell did not ring.
156 Gear Street.
Lin En sat cross-legged on the floor, turning through the black book page by page. The more he read, the more animated his expression became.
When he reached the final page, a symbol appeared upon it: a vertical pupil surrounded by rings of tentacles. That symbol represented the master their family had been awaiting all this time.
Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, Hana Ye asked in bewilderment:
"Lin En, what exactly does it say?"
Lin En's eyes flickered as he said:
"How should I put it? It's pretty much what I guessed. The family my original body belonged to really was an ancient lineage that served an Outer God, and