Chapter 760 - 760 757 Displaced Reflection
Chapter 760 - 760 757 Displaced Reflection
?Chapter 760: Chapter 757 Displaced Reflection Chapter 760: Chapter 757 Displaced Reflection The skies over Phaeron suddenly rumbled with a muffled boom of thunder—minutes later, a heavy rain descended from the heavens, enveloping the small City-State in the southwestern sea area with a layer of hazy drapery.
The “Light Burst” that had briefly streaked across the sky had vanished over the distant horizon of the sea, and the city’s inhabitants were still nervously guessing where those huge luminous objects falling from the sky had landed. Now this sudden downpour seemed to have become an even more unsettling omen—in the rain, the already dark night was filled with an even denser blackness, the pale Creation of the World within the clouds turned into a mouth that seemed to wriggle and tremble constantly. The wind whined through the streets and alleys, the raindrops it swept up pattering against windows in layers, aggravating and restless.
Lawrence walked through the lobby of the inn, seeing many people stranded in the inn gathered by the windows. They spoke in low voices about the flashes that had crossed the sky earlier, about the heavy rain outside, about the patrol team of guardians that had just left. The warm fireplace crackled not far away, while bright electric lights fought against the boundless night outside the windows like vigilant soldiers—on this unsettling rainy night, fire and light supported the increasingly fragile barrier of safety in everyone’s hearts.
“It’s just ordinary rain…” a soft voice came from the small mirror at his chest. Martha whispered to Lawrence, “I’ve confirmed it in the Spirit Realm, nothing will happen.”
Lawrence nodded slightly, looking out the window where the curtain of rain blurred the view of the streets, water streaming down the glass and sketching out twisted patterns of light and shadow. Martha’s reflection appeared on the window, giving him a faint smile.
“I just took a jump through the mirror to the White Oak, everything is fine there; rest assured.”
“Thank you,” Lawrence murmured softly, speaking in a volume only he could hear, “Be careful when entering the Spirit Realm, this world has become unsafe.”
“I know,” Martha nodded, then added, “Also, I noticed several ships suddenly leaving the military port, speeding away into the night toward the northeast. Two of them are engineering vessels with large winches and towing arms.”
“They’re off to recover the ‘fallen objects.’ It looks like one of the luminous bodies has fallen near Phaeron,” Lawrence quickly realized, “…I hope all goes well.”
Martha nodded slightly, then her figure gradually faded from the window—the hazy curtain of rain and the flowing water once again filled Lawrence’s field of vision.
The old captain stared out in a trance for a while, then turned and left the inn’s lobby.
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