Gray and black clouds rolled together like an inverted funnel in the sky. After a brief period of peace, bursts of thunder were heard, followed by heavy rain, washing over the city filled with the smell of rust.
The weather in Old Dunling is always so gloomy and changeable. Few people can predict the direction of the weather. A large-scale discharge of the Pillar of the Furnace may lead to a rainstorm.
The rain streaked across the cold armor and fell all over the ground. Lightning flashed across the sky, drawing one gray and black figure after another.
Heavily armed riot police guarded important intersections and blocked off the lower city. Black umbrellas filled the streets. The purge agency took over the lower city and was cleaning it up, hunting down the remaining demons.
The sun was gone, the sky was gloomy, and the iron whales swam above the lower city, casting beams of light after beams, illuminating the desolate and decaying land and guiding them in the right direction.
Lorenzo and his companions stayed under the eaves at the corner of the street, avoiding the heavy rain. They were neither close nor far from the lower town. The buildings that originally divided it completely collapsed under the violent advance of the rioters, and behind the ruins was a desolate world.
Prosperity and desolation were closely linked until this day, when the barrier between them collapsed. They were on the inside of the ruins, and the lower town was on the outside of the ruins.
There were people holding black umbrellas everywhere, inspecting the damage and rescuing the wounded. Some were walking back and forth with Geiger counters, measuring the intensity of the erosion.
Lorenzo and his men were not seriously injured and had no obvious wounds. In this emergency situation, they were left aside and hid under the eaves to avoid the rain as if they were being punished.
Shao Liangxi and Rod were chatting and laughing. Perhaps because Shao Liangxi saved Rod's life, Rod began to regard her as a top client. No matter how strange the questions were, he answered them patiently.
Eve and Red Falcon were not here. They were assisting others in controlling the lower city area. They also explained the situation at the time and narrated the details of the incident.
Shao Liangye leaned to one side. He might still be wondering what "Wangchuan" was, or he might be in a daze. He looked at the heavy rain and gazed at this strange city.
“It’s so cold… Winter is coming again.”
Lorenzo was squatting aside with a cigarette in his mouth and a decadent look on his face, like a gangster with nothing to do.
Winter is coming, the birthday of the god is not far away, and then the new year will come... How many years have I been in Jiudunling? The eighth year, or the ninth year
Lorenzo couldn't remember clearly either. Everything went by so fast that it seemed like time was so short.
Come to think of it, after such a long time, there are only a few words written on paper, not to mention those who failed to leave a mark.
Throwing the cigarette butt into the rain, Sparks stumbled and stopped at another person's footsteps. Lorenzo raised his head and saw the tired-looking Red Falcon. Looking behind him, he saw Eve holding a black umbrella and saying something to others.
"The lower city has been restored to control. After the riot control troops entered, the remaining demons posed no threat. The only problem now is how to clean them all out in this complex environment."
Red Falcon told Lorenzo about the current situation.