The bright fireworks splashed across Ferguson's body, with the scorching hot air clinging close, bringing a burning pain.
Large amounts of red mercury were attached to the speeding long spear, and the moment it hit the rooftop, the red mercury burned fiercely, releasing enormous heat. The rolling fireworks briefly illuminated the night, transforming into a spectacular explosion of sparks dispersing.
Ferguson leaped out of the flames, descending onto the rooftop below. More iron spears roared through the night, pursuing Ferguson's figure, nailing into the wall behind him in a series, shimmering coldly.
"As expected of you!"
Ferguson shouted, as if Bologue could hear his words.
Ferguson figured out how Bologue could find him; Bologue's earlier position was deliberately exposed to him.
Given the surrounding environment, the only place from where one could directly observe Bologue's position was the vantage point where Ferguson was now.
