Let's assess the situation first.
"Are we just waiting like this?"
"You could try running away!"
"We have to do something, right?"
The crowd murmured softly.
The faces of those crushed to death by the rolling stones were still screaming and calling for help. Some were even cursing the living, making the scene look horrifying and terrible.
There was fog all around, with a visibility of over forty meters—not very dense.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
A sudden noise came from above.
"What's that sound?"
Kim Myungjin looked up and saw many cracks suddenly appear on the ceiling; then they broke apart, raining down like hailstones.
"Cover your heads!"
Lin Baici shouted loudly.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The stones hit the ground with a dull sound.
"Ahh!"
Somebody reacted slowly, immediately getting their skull crushed, their body bruised and battered, letting out a piercing scream.
