The loud noise in the sky was like a mirror being shattered.
The sound of shattering was piercing and crisp.
Kane looked at the sky at this moment.
The original sky was orange-yellow like it was on fire, with pitch-black clouds occasionally blocking the sunlight, reflecting strange hues.
However, now a large crack appeared in the sky, spanning the entire sky, and directly above Kane, there was a hole like a smashed mirror.
An apocalyptic sky in itself suddenly had a huge void, behind which was a thick white mist.
And the shattered fragments turned into red raindrops, falling downward.
Kane was all too familiar with this scene; it happened more than a year ago when he experienced the second dungeon and it was still a solo dungeon.
He had extremely bad luck encountering such a scene.
When the dungeon is about to be completely invaded by mist, the last wave of explorers may face the dungeon's backlash.
The shattering sky is the best warning.
