"What's going on? Why do I feel like this impact is coming to an end?"
On the rooftop of a hundred-meter-high commercial building in the southern part of the old city, a handsome young man in his twenties looked at the corpses of several pollution monsters below and frowned slightly.
In the distance, a beautiful woman in a knee-length black skirt, black high heels, sitting on a pipe with a pair of fair legs exposed, nodded: "It's indeed a bit strange."
At this time, not only the two of them, but other Transcendents lurking around were also a bit confused.
In the past, when a large passage was about to form, the final impact of a space tide would almost last all night, and the waves of ruins fracturing would become increasingly stronger.
Later on, large fissures would appear, linking to relics in nearby areas where space forces were weak.
The powerful spatial suction emitted during the formation of these fissures would draw relic items into the real world, which is their target.
