But at this moment, the firelight also became completely distorted, as if the bullets everyone fired were bending mid-air.
KIKI grabbed the flame-spraying Lu Xingchen and abruptly retreated; both of their pupils reflected the twisted scarlet space ahead, momentarily failing to comprehend what was happening.
At this moment, the red light head and the insect swarm seemed to become chaotic, as if the distortion of the red light caused some kind of displaced command.
Just as Lin Xian thought this strike had earned a respite, a more terrifying scene appeared before his eyes.
In the dark red, twisted space, darkness was rapidly collapsing and restructuring, as if smoke was being devoured by a spiral. In the space's distorted ripples, an orange scene intermittently appeared in Lin Xian's vision.
Watching this scene, Lin Xian couldn't help but have his pupils contract.
