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In the world of the spiritual cage, the eternal night mist was soaked in crimson.
The lighthouse hovered at a seventeen-degree angle, the engine's blue light flickering like the intermittent breath of a dying giant beast.
"Hunter team, coordinates B-7, high-risk Devourer activity."
The mechanical voice on the communication channel tightened: "Collect medical supplies and evacuate immediately."
Mark tightened the gravity unit's mask, the "click" of it locking echoed inside the helmet.
Through the window, the ruins of Stardust City writhed in the crimson mist—no longer a city, but a feeding ground for the Devourers.
"Ran Bing, stay close." His Adam's apple rolled.
The silver-white gravity unit followed, a female voice came from behind the mask:

Chapter One: Great Sage, is your golden staff rusty?
At the foot of the Five Finger Mountain, dust was flying.
A completely snow-white Shiba Inu was lying by the roadside, its paws supporting its face, and a brown backpack was casually thrown at its feet.
“Sigh——”
$Kurumi sighed, her tail lazily sweeping the ground.
“Where's the promised classic anime? Why did I first encounter a mountain ditch?”
It turned over and sat up, its paws swiping in the air, and an old, yellowed book appeared out of nowhere.
The big characters on the cover: (Journey to the West: The Return of the Great Sage).
“Oh no.”
Kurumi perked up her ears, her eyes shining.