The direction of gravity was twisted; they were actually walking on the warped steps which defied physical laws, seeming to spiral upwards, yet actually descending. Otherwise, what kind of tidal wave could sweep over this castle built atop a cliff?
Unless... the tidal wave had already submerged parts of the castle?
But then again... that pitch-black hole above the staircase corridor truly resembled an endless abyss, sadly, in this staircase where even time couldn't be determined, becoming disoriented in space seemed to have become the norm.
This made Lin Yi highly anxious about Mao Feiyang's current predicament. The situation at the Art Building... was looking truly precarious!
Suddenly, a terrifying thunderclap, as if tearing apart the dark sky.
"Boom——Crack——"