Xing Qiao's gaze was a bit peculiar. This voice was obviously different from his own...it had its own emotions, its own thoughts.
Xing Qiao quickly suppressed the doubts in his heart.
"That person..." He pointed to the woman still on the ground.
Chuzheng waved her hand, and a sliver of silver light flashed before Xing Qiao's eyes. Then the woman flew into the air out of nowhere, flying out of the park, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Almost simultaneously, something burst out of the park floor.
Xing Qiao saw countless C276s drill out from underground.
Their branches extended and grew like vines, wrapping around the surrounding trees.
The trees withered at a speed visible to the eye. The park, once lush and green, was now a scene of decay, even the grass on the ground had withered.
Without the cover of leaves, the view was much clearer.
Xing Qiao could already see the green dots on the map, a group of people.
