The giant screen in Jera Memorial Square late at night emitted fluctuating rays of light, flashing brightly and then dimming, like a lonely lighthouse guiding its way in the dark.
On the steps facing the outdoor giant screen.
Talia, wearing a comfortable white dress, appeared like a bright color in the middle of the night. She quietly walked to the edge of the square.
From here, she had a panoramic view of the whole giant screen.
She gently lifted the back of her dress, sat down on the square steps full of stone texture, and looked towards the outdoor giant screen.
Soon, she began to frown.
——On the screen.
It was a classic and deep conference room. The towering Demon World murals on the dome, the statues of magical barriers glowing purple on the black stone walls, every detail highlighted the identity of the demons that could enter this conference room.
