The two people behind him are his adjutants Kang Shanxing and Meng Guanghui.
Kang Shanxing and Meng Guanghui were both shocked when they saw the thick tentacles rolling in the sky.
"Huo Shuai! Is this a relic?! Why are there so many?!"
But the next moment, they woke up and realized: "No! This is not a real entity! This is all an illusion!"
Huo Yushen, who was standing at the front, said nothing. He flipped his hand and a silver longbow appeared out of thin air in his palm.
The next second, a golden arrow materialized silently and was placed on the silver longbow.
Huo Yushen's face was grim. He raised his hand, bent his bow, and shot towards the dark rectangular moon gate.
bass!
Xia Chujian only heard a loud noise that echoed between heaven and earth.
She saw with her own eyes that the golden arrow was not directly reflected back like the black gold dagger or those laser weapons just now, but it was like a golden lightning, piercing through the tentacles in the sky, drawing an arc trajectory, and shooting straight into the rectangular moon gate!
The next moment, the thick tentacles in the sky disintegrated inch by inch and disappeared into the night sky like smoke.
Just like the tentacle that had penetrated the cabin from the top of the aircraft just now, she shot it away without a trace, as if it had never existed.
Suddenly, a heart-wrenching roar came from behind the rectangular moon gate, like the roar of an unknown ancient beast, or the painful cry from a human.
It seemed to come from a distant wilderness, and as if it was across thousands of galaxies, crossing the boundaries of time and space and rushing towards us, filled with the resentment and anger that had accumulated over endless years, and overflowing with indescribable brutality and madness.
At the same time, the roar was heard throughout the area shrouded in thick black fog.
Just like the residents around the small building in the West District, the residents in the South District were also awakened from their sleep and rolled around in bed, as if there was someone inside their heads holding a knife, trying to split their heads from the inside out, and they were all in excruciating pain.
The mental pressure they are under is many times greater than that in the West District.
Many elderly people and children with weaker bodies died the moment they heard this roar.
The stronger residents were now struggling on the brink of life and death.
At this moment, a clear and high-pitched voice sounded from afar, like the cry of a phoenix or the roar of a dragon, which just offset the brutal roar that seemed to come from the endless abyss or the black hole of the universe.
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