Jack Clark's family was in an old neighborhood, where, despite some new faces recently, most of the previous neighbors were still around.
At this time, just past eight o'clock in the evening, with a gentle autumn breeze, middle-aged and elderly people were taking leisurely walks in the small park, some walking their dogs and children.
Just then, a humming vibration came from high above.
In the distance above the Clark residence, a fighter aircraft that was seventy meters long with four wings appeared.
On the menacing dark red fuselage of the aircraft, dark red rune haloes radiated, instantly drawing the attention of everyone around, making them instinctively look up.
At that moment, an invisible oppressive force from the bones of the Mythical Giant Beast permeated the area, causing everyone to instinctively tremble, their legs weaken, and they began to gasp for air with their hands over their chests.