Rumble, rumble!
The Howling Bug sensed a deadly threat and instinctively tried to retreat underground with its massive body.
But it was too late.
Qin Shi's figure blurred, as if frames were extracted from a picture, and vanished instantly.
By the time his crisp military uniform came into focus, he was already above the Howling Bug.
The descending figure and the virtual pressing giant palm landed simultaneously!
Sizzle——
The black spikes shooting upwards shattered like fragile glass upon contact with the phantom of the platinum giant palm, and then were annihilated!
The piercing mental scream from the Howling Bug had no effect, crushed by the torrent of Qin Shi's will!
Time seemed elongated and slowed countless times, the ultimate pure real power firmly locking onto the disaster Third Degree Follower that ambushed the convoy.
Bang!
The entire space erupted with a dull roar, as if being compressed by a heavy object.
