The disaster finally abated, leaving behind a scene of devastation.
Tiandu City looked like a shattered chessboard, where the once clearly defined and bustling streets and alleyways were now reduced to mere remnants and ruins.
At first, people were immersed in the relief of surviving the ordeal. But upon seeing those familiar faces buried under the rubble, lifeless and inert, a wave of sadness and bitterness surged in their hearts.
Families who had breakfast together in the morning, neighbors who had just greeted each other, acquaintances not always on good terms...
Those vibrant lives vanished so easily, as if crushed like chess pieces underfoot, without a shred of resistance.
If it weren't for Duke Zhenyue's intervention today, the city's citizens might not have survived!
"Wuwuwu, Mother..."
"This is the Great Yuan Capital City, under the Emperor's feet, how could this happen..."
"Damn heavens!"
After the fear subsided, only anger remained.
