A huge shock wave spread through the air of Akihabara, plunging the entire area into chaos. The battle between Mu Yu and the three major families has attracted the attention of the Fuso Department, and they quickly dispatched a large number of enforcers to the scene.
These enforcers all wear standard black uniforms and wear the Fuso Department's symbol - a curved knife - around their waists. Their arrival made the already tense atmosphere even more tense. They had just approached the scene and before they could join the battle, suddenly, a deafening loud noise was heard in Akihabara.
It was a heart-stopping roar, like thunder unleashed by the wrath of the gods. The powerful air flow surged, lifting all surrounding objects away. Along with this loud noise, a powerful energy rose from the center of the explosion and shot straight into the sky.
The entire Akihabara seemed to be in chaos at this moment. There were screams and shouts everywhere, people fled in all directions, and the air was filled with dust and smoke. The place where Mu Yu and the men in black once fought fiercely was now in ruins. All the men in black disappeared without a trace, and Mu Yu also disappeared into the chaos with the loud noise.
The executives of the Fuso Department were caught off guard by this sudden change. They quickly searched for clues in the aftermath of the explosion, trying to find out the cause of the explosion and the whereabouts of Mu Yu and the man in black. But in the chaos, it seems all clues have vanished.
Suddenly, Akihabara fell into chaos. The originally quiet street was instantly enveloped in an atmosphere of panic. People were running around as if the end of the world was coming. Countless fallen leaves floated in the red seawater, as if they were witnesses of a sudden disaster.
Those gorgeous signboards, graffiti in the alleys, and those unique decorations are all looming in the red sea water. In an instant, the entire Akihabara seemed to turn into a desolate red world. The red sea water flows in the streets and alleys, submerging the roads under their feet, but it cannot drown the fear in people's hearts.
Pedestrians screamed and fled in all directions. Some people were struggling in the water, some were clinging to the railings on the roadside, and some were looking for a safe place to perch on the roof. Their faces were full of fear and helplessness, as if it was all a nightmare.
A trail of red soil emerged from the ground, burning like hot lava.
The soil was radiating heat and was as red as blood, making people fearful. It continued to emerge with irresistible force, forming a red waterfall that poured down from the end of the street. Pedestrians stopped one after another and looked at this scene in horror, unable to understand this sudden disaster.
The steaming red soil spread rapidly on the streets, swallowing up pedestrians like a giant devil's hand. People screamed and tried to escape from this horrific scene, but their footsteps seemed to be held back by some invisible force, unable to escape the blazing red.
Some bravely tried to resist, waving their luggage and rushing towards the red soil. However, they seemed to be attracted by an invisible abyss, and no matter how hard they struggled, they could not escape the entanglement of the soil.
In this way, the red soil seems to be alive, breaking the tranquility of Akihabara and swallowing up pedestrians.
Deep in Akihabara, a strange space shrouded in red mist unfolds before your eyes. The place was filled with chaos and panic, and people's screams echoed through the narrow streets like waves of sound crashing around.
The red mist filled the air, as if it had vitality, constantly swirling and rolling, forming inexplicable vortexes. It is like blood-colored mountains, peaks piled with pain and despair, turning this familiar world into a strange and terrifying one. The light in the red mist reflects a sad and beautiful red color, like the setting sun shining on a pool of blood, giving everything around it a coquettish color.
People were running in all directions, fear and helplessness written on their faces. Screams, cries, and calls for help sounded out like beans being fried in a hot pot. These sounds intertwined into a desolate picture in the streets of Akihabara.
The neon lights of the store danced in the red mist, like trembling living beings trying to find some comfort in the panic. Under those flickering lights, people were like chased prey, fleeing in all directions along the streets, their steps looking helpless and exhausted in the chaos.
Electrical appliance stores, restaurants, and animation derivatives stores on both sides of the street seemed to be completely swallowed up by this unwarranted panic. The lights that were originally full of warmth were particularly dazzling in this red mist, but they also gave people a sense of cold reality. Even the most lively Akihabara was shrouded in red mist at this moment and fell into the abyss of silence.
The world in the red mist seems to have become illusory, everything is flickering and beating, like an afterimage swallowed by flames. And those screams are like invisible threads, connecting this chaotic world together, forming a tragic picture of Akihabara.
In this red mist of chaos and fear, people's lives have been completely overturned. They are no longer consumers wandering between electronic products and animation derivatives, but have become living beings looking for a way out in panic and helplessness. Their screams and calls for help echoed in this familiar yet unfamiliar world, making people feel a deep sense of powerlessness and fear.
However, although the people of Akihabara were troubled by the red mist, they did not give up. They supported each other and comforted each other. Although their faces were full of fear and anxiety, their eyes shone with determination. They are looking for a way out in this red mist, looking for the light of hope.
Patrol officers on the streets waved their batons in an attempt to maintain order, but their voices were soon drowned out by people's screams. The tension and worry on their faces seemed to have solidified into heavy stone monuments, standing on the land of Akihabara.
Those animation lovers who usually enjoy themselves leisurely have now become victims of this chaos. They huddled together, clutching their belongings, trying to find some sense of security in the chaos. Their screams echoed in the air as an accompaniment to the chaos.
The neon lights of the store dance in the red mist, providing a glimmer of light in this chaotic world. However, this light did not bring warmth to people, but instead added a bit of desolation and terror. Under those flashing lights, the patrol officers were the only ones still standing on the streets.
Shop windows were smashed and people rushed inside to grab merchandise. In the narrow streets, people huddled together, pushing and rushing forward. They no longer care about the electronic products and animation derivatives that they are usually interested in. They just want to survive.
