It was four in the morning in the Celestial Empire, six hours after the sudden change in the sky.
In the Sky City Lord Group, several City Lords were heatedly discussing the sudden incident.
[Holmes: @Ghost Ship Captain. Are you there, boss? If not, I'll ask again later.]
[Hell Baron: Goddammit, the two holes over here in the Americas are way too much trouble. Can someone come lend a hand?!]
[Bluebeard: There are plenty of major factions in the Americas, aren't there? Surely you can hold two holes?]
[Hell Baron: Ugh, don't even ask. I thought it'd be easy at first too. Who knew these two holes would be like poking a fucking monster nest? A monster drops out every ten or fifteen minutes. It hasn't stopped.]
[Hell Baron: My guys and I have already killed over a dozen. We're practically dropping from exhaustion, but the monsters just keep coming. There's no end to them...]
[Solomon: Ahem, you've got it rough, brother. Unfortunately, there's nothing I can do either. We don't have any major factions here, so everyone's counting on me to hold the fort. I really can't leave...]
[Nine Nether: @Hell Baron. It might be because it's nighttime in the world on the other side of the sky over the Americas right now. Things should get better when day breaks...]
[Hell Baron: Huh? What does this have to do with day and night?] Hell Baron didn't understand at first.
[Son of Heaven: Of course it does. Since those black holes lead straight into our world, that also means the light from our world can shine straight through to the other side. Right now, it's daytime in the Americas, but nighttime in the world across the sky. Think about what that would look like from the other world.]
[Hell Baron: