Chapter 624: Chapter 292: Major Family Events III: Night of the Witch (Part 7)

October 31st, Old Jingmai Street District, one of the duplex apartment buildings.

As if a Grade 10 earthquake erupted from the center of Huanjing, the massive tremor gradually spread in all directions, making the entire world seem to spin. In the corridor where lights flickered on and off, a graceful figure wearing slippers pounded across the wooden floor and stumbled as she pulled open a rusted iron door.

With the door cracked open, Bai Qiuwu frowned and looked up, as if she had stepped into another world.

She stood still, dumbstruck, the horizon reflected in her pupils painted red, and the howling wind hit her face.

A plane passing through the sky suddenly nosedived towards a corner of the city, crashing into the glass curtain wall above a skyscraper, with flames bursting and consuming everything.

Bai Qiuwu watched the plane crash, her black hair was suddenly lifted by the scorching breath of air, and the iron door creaked loudly, desperately trying to close on its own.

She propped her elbow against the door, her other hand shielding her face from the wind, squinting, and through her disheveled black hair, she caught a glimpse of what lay ahead–two giant Dolls, each fifty meters tall, slowly approached Old Jingmai District, trampling over every building in their path.

The cramped view unveiled, cell phone stores, city environmental warning signs, traffic lights, utility poles–all were ground into dust with a roar, vanishing into the rolling dust clouds.

On both sides of the commercial street, high-rise buildings’ glass curtain walls cascaded down like torrential rain. Under the crimson sky, the world crumbled and dissolved with each earthquake-like footstep, like a fleeting illusion.

Then, from the gigantic floating stage above the sky came an ethereal song, piercingly loud, almost drowning out the city’s cries of doom. The world grew more tumultuous, and various noises shook her eardrums; Bai Qiuwu didn’t know where to look.

Finally, she looked up, gazing at the stage floating 200 meters above Huanjing, the mastermind behind all disasters…

“This building, is it the Witch’s Night the strange creature mentioned… And what about those giants, no matter what… I have to stop them… Otherwise, Old Jingmai District will be destroyed.”

Bai Qiuwu glanced up at the Witch’s Night in the sky, then down at the two enormous Dolls slowly moving from the city center.

“Xiao Ni is in the hands of those witches…”

She murmured to herself, and then suddenly she froze.

At that moment, a sudden shadow enveloped her face, as if a huge “creature” had appeared overhead.

Following the shadow, she looked up sharply, only to see a dark dragon plunging down from the rooftop of the toppest floor of the duplex apartment.

It spread its formidable wings and hurtled toward the Doll, with the reflection of its figure on the glass curtain walls of the high-rises like a massive bat.

“Yongzhu?”

Bai Qiuwu’s pupils contracted as she recognized the source of the shadow.

She leaned forward abruptly, resting on the railing, gazing at the lone dragon charging ahead, her face pale as she muttered:

“Damn it, wasn’t he supposed to stay in the room with Xiao Ling and not run around? How did he rush out just after I left?”

Bai Qiuwu knew that once a primary school student transformed into a dragon, it was nearly impossible to stop it just by shouting; it didn’t calm down without a fight.

“Dragon, dragon, dragon, dragon, dragon–!”

At that moment, a cry of surprise came from behind her.

Bai Qiuwu was slightly stunned by the outburst, then quickly turned her neck.

Bai Wenna stood there, pointing at the suddenly appeared dragon, her face filled with terror, as if she were about to faint.

“Mom, let’s not stay here, if we evacuate now with the main group, we should still make it–”

Bai Qiuwu ran toward Bai Wenna but cut off mid-sentence.

Just in front of her, Bai Wenna’s eyes darkened, and her body suddenly tilted backward, about to fall on the trembling floor.

“Mom, are you okay?!”

Bai Qiuwu shouted, darting forward with a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, catching Bai Wenna’s teetering body from behind, then she placed her hand on Bai Wenna’s forehead.

She sighed in relief, realizing her mother had only fallen asleep, then embraced her mother’s body, glancing out the window into the sky.

“It seems Mom wasn’t scared unconscious, but was lured into sleep by the witch’s song. It looks like I can’t wake her up. I need to get her out of here, but what about Yongzhu…”

Bai Qiuwu murmured to herself, frowning slightly. While thinking of a plan, she lifted her eyes and the newly ignited Golden Fire Eyes stared at the Witch’s Night’s stage.

At that moment, on the dark circular rim of the stage.

The Crown Dream Witch sang lazily, and as her song rose, a quirky demon-like shadow slowly emerged behind her.

At first, this black shadow seemed like a playful little imp, like an image designed to amuse children in cartoons.

But then… as the song filled the city and people fell into slumber, their dreams quickly materialized into colorful bubbles, slowly rising towards the sky.