The entrance to the relic appeared without warning.
Zhao Ci didn't think much of it at first. He just assumed the relic entrance was somewhere nearby, so it was normal for the weather to turn gloomy. He never expected the giant eye to open directly above his head.
How was anyone supposed to deal with that?
Still, his basic survival instincts kicked in. The moment the sky darkened, he instinctively ran for his longspear, which was propped up nearby.
The instant a terrifyingly powerful suction force took hold, he felt like his entire body was about to be lifted into the sky. He fought against it for a moment and finally managed to grab the spear's shaft.
The suction was strange. It didn't seem to matter how much he weighed; nothing could stop it from pulling him up.
But no matter. At least he had his spear.
It was his most reliable asset in a fight.
He shot upward.
The giant eye in the sky grew larger and larger in his vision, like a black hole about to swallow him completely.
