The tattered ruins were like a cloth that had been violently torn to shreds, the stench even creating a "visual effect," the distorted "taste" filling the darkness ahead.
It was a night without stars, not even a dawn, Yi Lin had been wandering in the ruins for over 48 hours, but the sky was like a backdrop, unchanged.
The only thing providing vision for illumination were unknown vine-like plants crawling over the ruins, emitting a dim phosphorescence. Looking afar, these vines crisscrossed, with blossom buds on the vines that periodically spewed out small floating creatures like jellyfish—contracting and expanding in midair, emitting an eerie blue glow.
To be honest, in another time and place, with a different background, these ruins would be an ideal spot for lovers to secretly meet.
"Pop~"
A jellyfish-like creature sprayed out from a blossom beside Yi Lin, whose expression changed as he cautiously evaded it.
