One hundred days later.
The surface factory district.
"Emergency broadcast, emergency broadcast, please evacuate immediately if you have not already..."
A caterpillar-tracked mechanical Puppet, holding a megaphone and a flag, moved through the factory area that had already become deserted.
Ever since the day of talisman forging began, this auxiliary material-supplying factory had started personnel evacuation and equipment relocation.
By this time, only some empty shells remained.
Suddenly...
Boom!
Accompanied by a strong sensation of trembling, the ground violently split open as if a horrifying earthquake had occurred.
Blazing!
Fire surged from the ground up to the sky, reaching as high as ten thousand feet!
The towering flames seemed capable of burning the heavens!
Endless magma, like a crimson sea, flooded the area that once was the factory district.
Hisss!
