Silent and unnoticeable.
The curtain, reminiscent of the junction between sea and sky, quietly extends, lofty and elusive, heavy as an iron wall, yet so light it seems to dance in the wind.
Awaiting the arrival of all visitors.
No earth-shattering roar, not even a visible ripple; pale fog covers everything, engulfing all.
And beyond the curtain, waves of terrifying tides gradually draw near.
Sky and sea, between them, a chaotic black tide everywhere, countless sea locusts rise and fall, gather, mate, and struggle, competing for dead and decaying fish on the sea surface, singing aloud.
But it's still not enough, there's more sweet aroma wafting from the depths of the mist.
More food!
With the convergence of immense pheromones, the endless locusts in the sea gradually become fierce, hungry, frantic. Among the dead fish on the sea, amid the dense blackness, suddenly a large swarm of sea locusts soar into the sky, rushing towards Luo Island.
Cannot endure any longer.
