The nights in Lande City suddenly became incomparably silent.
The previously bustling streets and night markets were devoid of people, every household had its doors and windows tightly shut, and all the shops had put up their boards at the onset of night, ceasing to operate.
A blood moon rose into the sky, casting its crimson glow over the land, spreading through the city streets and alleys.
All the buildings seemed to be draped in a layer of dark red gauze, with an uneasy atmosphere flowing through the air.
At this time, even the stray cats that loved to hunt at night quietly hid away.
And by midnight, footsteps echoed on the deserted streets.
A team of Night Watchmen dressed in gray robes, armed with swords and guns, walked along the long street, their watchful eyes scanning the surroundings.
The blood-colored moonlight shone upon these Transcendents, only to be blocked by an invisible barrier.
