Chapter 173: Thirty. The Vanishing Tentacles

The theatre troupe from Belfast had taken up residence in the one, and only, theatre in Watch Town.

According to the troupe's manager, these people were from a music academy in Belfast. They had arrived in Watch Town two days prior and were preparing for tomorrow's opera.

"The opera is called 'Voice of Tragedy,' hmm... It seems familiar to me, from back when I was still alive."

Anna's voice came from the empty space beside me.

Lu Li remained still, silently looking up at the top of the domed theatre.

Blood-colored tentacles extended down from the clouds, piercing through the dome and into the interior of the theatre.

There was also a tentacle above Watch Town, with its end touching down somewhere else, while the remaining five tentacles were scattered around, their destinations unknown.

Watch Town's tentacles were somewhat dense, but that was understandable. This had once been Richard's base of operations, and he would naturally have started his experiments nearby.