Gallery ruins.
Both sides of the building were affected, walls blackened by smoke, and glass shattered.
The nearby residents had already fled, and silence enveloped the surroundings.
Chen Lun walked straight into the interior where the paintings and some decorations had been burned, leaving only fragments of the wooden frames used for mounting, mixed with broken stones and bricks.
The guests who had died here were buried, with only the occasional expensive high heel left, along with some tattered top hats and scarves.
"Huh..."
Chen Lun stopped in his tracks, suddenly noticing a small gray pellet under the rubble at his feet.
He bent down to pick it up, and it turned out to be a piece of "Low Sequence Conspiracy Faction Mysterious Substance."
"This might have belonged to an elderly Transcendent who implemented the kidnapping and was left behind after his death..."
Floey explained softly beside him.
