A giant Black Hawk, with a robust build and astonishing wingspan, swept across the skies of the Jiangnan City District, its sharp eyes surveying everything below.
The once-towering buildings, now riddled with countless holes, stood in ruin. Glass curtain walls shattered like spiderwebs, while the outer walls of residential buildings crumbled away like clothing, with one corner clinging to the wall, fluttering in the wind.
The city streets were littered with vehicles that had collided or were stuck in traffic jams, their bodies covered in dust and various claw marks.
For reasons unknown, the windows of many vehicles were broken, revealing chaotic interiors stained with blood. Occasionally, the reeking corpses lay in the driver's seat, with mosquitoes and flies buzzing around, filling the air with stench.
The shops along the streets had their doors violently broken open, and their glass windows shattered, with goods scattered like the aftermath of a robbery.
