The black mist surged and swallowed up all light.
The moment Bai Yu's back hit the broken rock formation, the taste of rust really came to his mouth - it was blood, blood choked from deep in his throat. The radiation counter attached to his wrist vibrated wildly, and the jumping numbers on the screen seemed to read out a death sentence.
Y-rated. Y+. Y++.
The counter exploded into a dazzling red light at the edge of his vision, and the sharp alarm sound penetrated the eardrum, mixing with the beating of the heartbeat. The air was filled with the smell of sulfur and rot, and every breath felt like swallowing broken glass.
