The center of Black Cloud City, Purple Cloud Plaza.
The plaza was extremely spacious, its ground entirely paved with bluish-purple Ink Cloud Rock. Under the sunlight, it glittered and shone.
At this moment, the plaza was jam-packed with people, layer upon layer of human walls sealing it off so tightly that not even water could trickle through, easily over a hundred thousand in number.
Everyone craned their necks, peering toward the center of the plaza.
There lay a horizontal iron cage, shrouded in black cloth so that nothing inside could be seen; only a faint, intermittent low sound came from within.
The sound was like some kind of wild beast's low growl, making the people standing closer turn pale. The sound was filled with a strange bloodlust and cruel aura, as if some peerlessly ferocious thing was locked inside, and once it broke free, it would destroy the world.
