The man in the suit suddenly turned his head...

At the heart of the raging storm, where space itself was twisting and groaning, Lu Nange floated silently before him within this chaotic vortex.

Her body radiated a brilliant blue light, as intense as the midday sun, so dazzling that it was impossible to open one's eyes.

Just as she raised her hand...

The emerald green vine that had been wrapped around her right wrist came to life!

It's not plant-like growth, but an explosive splitting!

One becomes ten, ten become a hundred, a hundred become a thousand... ten thousand!

Countless emerald green vines shot wildly towards the thunderstorm barrier in front of the man in the suit!

A series of piercing sounds rang out!

The seemingly indestructible thunderstorm barrier that had withstood countless attacks began to disperse, break, and dissolve as the vines lashed out wildly!

On the surface of the barrier, the purple lightning began to dim...

The swirling blue tornadoes, like a swarm of sharks that have caught the scent of blood, roared and pressed in from all directions!

The wind pressure was so strong that the man in the suit felt his bones creaking all over!

And directly in front.

Lu Nange's cold eyes continued to gaze at him silently.

Like a butcher looking at meat on a chopping board.

His lips parted slightly, and his voice pierced through the howl of the storm.

"Those who injured A-ye deserve to die."

The moment the words left his mouth, another strange change occurred within the storm!

Several microscopic wind blades, carried by the tornado, swirled wildly like a swarm of bees, pouring in through the gaps in the lightning barrier torn by the vines!

They are so small that they can fit into a pore.

They are too fast, too fast to react.

They were so dense that there was no room to dodge.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The man in the suit didn't even feel any pain; all he saw were countless fine lines of blood appearing on his hand.

Then the left arm, chest, and cheek.

The lines of blood grew more numerous and denser, like a scarlet spider web, instantly covering his entire body.

He wanted to dodge, he wanted to fight back.

But his body froze.

It is not bound by wind pressure.

Instead, a brute spiritual force crashed into the depths of his consciousness!

Amidst the storm, Lu Nange was chewing on a Qingming pill.

She was burning her spiritual energy, burning it without regard for the cost.

All for one thing: to make the other person watch helplessly as they are torn to pieces.

"[How is this possible?!]" Deep within the man in the suit's consciousness, a cold, mechanical voice screamed wildly.

[How could her mental power possibly penetrate my mental defenses? She's just an ant in this world, impossible!]

However, reality did not provide him with an answer.

The wind blades that had burrowed into the countless tiny wounds in his body began to spin, cut, and strangle!

The belated, extreme pain pierced his body at the same time!

Blood mist continuously gushed out from every tiny wound on his body, turning the man in the suit into a blood-soaked figure.

On the outskirts, the raging tornadoes gradually subsided.

Chi Yanzhou and his group had already dealt with Zombie No. 1 and were standing on the edge of the dissipating storm, standing side by side with Lu Nange, silently watching the gradually clearing blood-red scene in the center of the storm.

Lu Nange's brows furrowed slightly, almost imperceptibly: "Something's not right..."

The moment she finished speaking, bang!

boom!

Crash!!

Below, within the shield surrounded by vines and composed of earth and metal elements, a sudden burst of intense fighting sounds, the clash of supernatural powers, and the short screams and roars of the supernatural beings erupted!