"If you ask me, just blow 'em all up and be done with it."
"Blowing them up won't work. The Mysterious Evil is the real problem. But I heard that as long as dawn comes, it can suppress the proliferation of the Mysterious Evil? Is it really that miraculous?"
Ascending the high-rise, facing the wind that blew over, my gaze swept across buildings of various heights, and I could see the majestic Pure White Tower in the distance.
It stood like a spot of purity in the tainted land, stark against the surrounding architecture, its soaring spire seemed to pierce the clouded skies. Even engulfed in gray mist, the tower remained untainted, its whiteness divine.
At that moment,
Above the tower, on a floating platform.
The space rippled like water, and in the next instant, a figure in a white robe crossed through and stepped onto it.
