Blood-red lightning tore across the sky, reflected in everyone's eyes.
Xu Ye frowned as he surveyed the dim Gobi.
The red lightning gave him a much clearer view. As far as he could see, there were exposed rocks, weeds reduced to bare roots, and the skeletons of unknown creatures buried by windblown sand.
Without hesitation, he took out the Big Black Umbrella and held it in his hand. Human Skin stirred around his wrist, ready for any sudden danger.
Then he placed the eyeball [Gaze] in his shirt pocket.
Keeping himself alive mattered far more than the risk of exposing his identity.
Come to think of it, the Big Black Umbrella seemed due for an upgrade, too.
Shenchuan Sato looked back and paused in surprise. "Mr. Spirit Mirror, why are you holding a radio?"
Xu Ye looked solemn. "This is no ordinary radio."
"Don't tell me you're planning to play music in the middle of a fight and dance for the enemy," Xia Yuze taunted.
Just then, footsteps rustled behind them. The men Shenchuan Lan had brought finally made their way into the passage.
Some were Sequence 9 Awakened, while others were ordinary people, but all were skilled at wilderness survival or tomb raiding.
There were about thirty of them in total, staring at this space in wonder.
This was the second passage inside the cemetery. None of them had expected a sight like this.
As light and darkness alternated, the expressions on their faces flickered in and out of view.
The earth looked as though it had been soaked in blood. Without the red lightning, the entire world remained dim, filled with the air of death, like an old man nearing his end.
The air was chilly. Wind swept past scattered, toppled gravestones of varying sizes, and there were