Miss Chai's mind raced, thinking about what sort of background would match her prestige, when suddenly, a series of chaotic and mournful howls approached from afar, speeding toward them.
Wei Linglan couldn't make out the sights within the mist, while Li Ang, with the aid of Cat's Eye, could see a bit further.
Giant rats, dozens of them the size of tanks, completely congested the street, knocking down and crushing vehicles, ornamental trees, street lamps, and any other obstacles in their path.
The black spikes on each rat's back stood tall like bristling fur, swiftly changing from black to red. After a short delay, they shot out toward their rear.
The spikes, like bolts from a Crossbow Gun, rained down continuously into the dense fog, followed by the sounds of explosions from behind.
But those sounds, compared to the sheer number of spikes, were clearly far fewer.
It was as if something within the fog was effortlessly swallowing most of the explosive spikes…
