Underneath the dome of heaven, the scenery appeared to be ominous and heavily clouded, resembling the serene calm just before a rainstorm. The cold wind whistled, as if singing a bleak dirge of death.
The massive Soul-Devouring Demon Cloud wriggled slowly in the sky, heading closer to Abyss City. It was quite the sight to behold, somewhat akin to an impending doom caused by a thunderstorm threatening to tear down the city.
Its monstrous body merely moved, stirring up a fierce wind.
"Could this creature truly be planning an attack on the city?"
Gary Smith wore a grave expression. Putting aside the fact that friends like President Sol, Old Man Sinclair and others were still in the city, a calamity would certainly affect everyone.
Once Abyss City breaks down, it would become akin to many satellite towns invaded by demons decades ago, resulting in gruesome killings. Everyone's souls would end up becoming sustenance for this mysterious creature.
