May 12, X023, the raging winds and torrential rains poured down from the dark sky, with whirlpool-like air currents enveloping the black castle like a giant funnel.
"Duang~Duang~Duang~"
"Night Watchman-02" struck the Quantum Giant Clock "Holy Hall" again and again, yet the bell sound of Doomsday did not create a terrifying ripple spreading in all directions. Instead, it continued to converge, covering the void above the Art Building.
There, the nihility was being constantly torn apart, and the power of the "Angel" was continually capturing anchor points, attempting to descend from here.
On the three watchtowers of the Art Building, the Art Teachers gave their all, guarding their respective corners.
The "Angel's" breath permeated numerous layers, constantly searching for this side of "reality." The power tearing at the layers above the campus and the power existing here almost originated from the same node.
