Skeletal Giant Eagle
Dilapidated guest house.
Liu Qingyan stood in the pool of blood, her gaze looking through the dim small window. From afar, she saw two Theatrical Robes leave the Theater House and walk along the street towards a certain direction.
"Where is Lord Chen Ling going?" A hint of doubt flashed in Liu Qingyan's eyes.
Liu Qingyan had just witnessed the entire process of the Gray Realm Convergence, and also saw all the audience in the Theater House scatter and flee... She originally thought that with it being so dangerous outside, Lord Chen Ling would stay in the Theater House. She didn't expect him to actually take the initiative to walk out. And looking at the direction, he was even heading straight towards the direction of the Gray Realm Convergence.
Liu Qingyan didn't hesitate much, turning around and walking outside the guest house, wanting to follow far behind Chen Ling.
But the moment she stepped onto the pool of blood, she paused slightly.
Liu Qingyan looked down at her tattered clothes dyed in blood, and her messy hair mixed with blood clots. A hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes... Although she didn't care about her appearance, if she was going to see that person later, everything would be different.
Even if there was only a one in a thousand chance of meeting, she didn't want to have a "long-awaited reunion" in this state.
Therefore, even if she delayed a little now, it wouldn't be a problem.
Liu Qingyan quickly stepped over the corpses beneath her feet and arrived at the door of the guest house's dilapidated bathroom. She gently took off her muddy cloth shoes and stepped barefoot onto the pool of blood with her pale white feet.
Blood-colored ripples rippled in the dark and cramped bathroom.
Liu Qingyan twisted the valve, and the entire showerhead collapsed into countless parts, clattering to the ground. Only a section of broken water pipe remained, spraying water outwards, broadly sprinkling over every corner.
Splash splash—
Liu Qingyan took off her clothes, letting this cold water wash away the dirt and blood on her body. The dark red wastewater spread out with her at the center, like a pure white flower being washed and reborn, silently blooming in the blood-colored darkness.
Amidst the sound of trickling water, the corners of her cinnabar-like lips slightly curled up.
...
Buzz—
Boom—!!
A violent roar came from afar, and rustling dust fell from the ceiling. Inside a cramped underground Warehouse, over a dozen figures were huddled together, shivering.
Following a violent tremor, the houses above their heads creaked. An infant swaddled in blankets burst out crying, but was tightly gagged by a hand.
"Baby, I beg you... you absolutely cannot cry now!!" A middle-aged woman said with a pale face, "If we attract those Calamities over, we're all dead."
In the surrounding dimness, over a dozen incredibly disheveled figures watched this scene and fell silent.
This was a restaurant in the Red Dust Domain. When the Gray Realm Convergence happened, most of them were still dining, completely not understanding what had happened. However, before they even stepped out the door, they saw a Skeletal Giant Eagle descend from the sky, uprooting the Casino next door with a single claw.
This scene was like an eagle casually grabbing a bamboo rat from the ground. The hard reinforced concrete was like paper paste under its claws. They watched helplessly as hundreds of people fell out of the dilapidated Casino like dumplings, smashing to their deaths on the ground one after another.
After that, all of them were dumbfounded and could only hide in the restaurant's underground Warehouse, praying they wouldn't turn into similar meat-filled dumplings.
"We... until when are we going to hide here?" A man asked hoarsely.
"Don't know... wait until all these Calamities are driven away?"
"Are you crazy, didn't you see that monster shatter the Casino with one claw? Who can drive away that kind of monster???"
"Aren't there still the Lords of the Floating Life Painting? They will protect the Red Dust, they won't sit idly by!"
"Right, right, right, there's still the Floating Life Painting! We can still be saved!"
"Then when can they come?"
"...Don't know."
The crowd fell silent again.
In the corner, the woman tightly covered the infant's mouth. The latter could only let out whimpering sounds. Perhaps because the woman used too much force, the infant's face began to turn slightly green, seemingly unable to catch its breath.
Seeing this, the woman felt a pain in her heart like a knife twisting. She subconsciously loosened her palm slightly, and the next moment the child's crying sounded again.
The crowd's expressions changed. They turned their heads abruptly to look at the woman and lowered their voices:
"What are you doing? His movements are too loud. What if the Calamity is attracted over later??"
"I... I know, but..." The woman hurriedly wanted to cover the infant's mouth again, but before she could make a move, a violent shaking suddenly came from above!
Boom—!!
Like a wall collapsing, or a thunderclap exploding from flat ground, the ceiling of the Warehouse above their heads was pierced by several dense white bones, and then suddenly pulled up!
The underground Warehouse, which seemed impregnable to everyone and brought them a strong sense of security, was just easily torn apart like this. A pale giant eagle grabbed the twisted and broken restaurant wreckage, along with the ground and the top of the underground Warehouse, and soared into the high sky.
The skeletal wings that blotted out the sun danced in the air. The sweeping wild wind rolled all the wreckage around the street into the clouds. The crowd originally hiding in the underground Warehouse was now exposed bare in the underground, staring blankly at the sky, like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The Skeletal Giant Eagle's sharp claws exerted slight force, and the restaurant shattered into countless small pieces, falling to the earth from high above, smashing the surrounding residential houses into devastation.
As billowing thick smoke rose, the Skeletal Giant Eagle tilted its head slightly. Its hollow eye sockets seemed to lock onto the crowd in the underground Warehouse, and it flapped its wings, beginning to hover and dance in the air.
"It's here... it really found us!!" A man hugged his head in terror.
"What do we do?! I don't want to die yet!!"
"Why isn't the Floating Life Painting here yet???"
"..."
The crowd looked up at the sun-blotting Skeletal Giant Eagle. A portion of them had already been completely terrified silly. The remaining crowd with some residual rationality tried to climb back to the surface from the edge of the Warehouse, but was forced back by the hurricane pressing down from the air, sitting disheveledly on the ground.
Right at this moment, a burst of melodious Singing sound came from the other side of the street, faintly discernible in the sighing wild wind.
"Even if the enemy's formation is fierce, your mother's commanding the mighty troops will show their skills;
Fight one formation and break one formation, seventy-two formations, flatten them formation by formation..."
That was the voice of a young "Sheng Role", sonorous and forceful, rich and melodious, seemingly continuously approaching this way.
Hearing this voice, someone in the underground Warehouse froze slightly. They subconsciously turned their heads to look in the direction the voice came from. But because they were still trapped in the underground Warehouse, they couldn't see the situation of the person coming on the surface, and could only see the dust and smoke rolling in mid-air.
"Did you guys... hear the Singing of an opera?"