Outside the balconies, the mist vortex spun wildly.
These balconies were like small boats in the waves, swaying in the storm as if they would be overturned by the waves at any time.
The black vortex flickered with fine black electric arcs inch by inch from the top to the bottom. The electric arcs overlapped and interweaved like a net. At the bottom of the vortex, scarlet dots could be faintly seen, emitting waves of rumbling sounds. Nonetheless, when one heard them, they sounded like a lone wolf crying under the moon, which made one's heart shudder. One's body seemed to have fallen into a dark abyss as if there were countless monsters coming to devour them.
