The burning high temperature burst aggressively, inch by inch invading every cell of the body.
It was as if they had escaped into a strange volcanic land, and the two's hearts trembled with bewilderment and horror.
Before they could recover, they saw the sky dome shatter, and a large hand slowly reached down, inescapably grasping their heads.
Snap.
Their bodies stiffened, and both their visions flickered.
The twilight sky reappeared, but all the light was completely obscured.
The black-clad youth stood like a towering presence, replacing heaven and earth, standing before them.
The hands grabbing their heads clamped tightly; their trembling pupils kept rolling, filled with bloodshot fear.
"Spare, spare..."
Boom!!
The words of the middle-aged mechanical martial artist hadn't finished when his head exploded like a watermelon.
Crimson blood splattered onto the ground, and Noel, standing beside, trembled as he felt a warm touch of fear on his face.
"I ask, you answer."
