"Maintain communication," Lin Xian nodded.
At this moment, the hatch door opened, and suddenly a bolt of thunder exploded, the lightning was actually dark red, and the air was filled with a decaying smell. The once-dead silent White City in the Star Abyss was now swept by a relentless gale, whistling mournfully through the streets and alleys of this Dead City, stirring up dust and ashes. It flew amidst the decaying buildings and tunnels, like ownerless souls wailing mournfully throughout the city.
Below, on the outer wall of the station plaza building, a faded billboard stubbornly hung, reduced to a grimy gray-black. The blurred model's smiling face had nothing left but hollow eye sockets staring blankly down at the dead-penned station plaza.
From all directions on the surrounding streets came eerie whispers, countless Monsters were stirring restlessly.
The storm is imminent!
