Chapter 320: 278 Impact of the Ecosystem
Chapter 320: 278 Impact of the Ecosystem
Chapter 320: Chapter 278 Impact of the Ecosystem
Ge Ming immediately ordered his men to prepare for retreat. Although it was just intuition, the sudden sense of terror that enveloped his heart made him dare not relax in the slightest.
Someone tried to pick up a bag next to them, but Ge Ming roared, “Survive first! Don’t take anything.”
Over twenty people immediately ran downstairs, but just as they turned around, there was a cracking sound. Glass shattered instantly, and tremendous psychokinetic pressure hammered down on Ge Ming and the others’ hearts.
His heart skipped a beat, and he summoned two Angel Envoys in front of him. Like toads, they opened their large mouths and spat out a viscous attack, hoping to cause some trouble for the monstrous creature, allowing his men to escape.
But just as the attack was launched, the viscous substance suddenly halted mid-air, dispersed by an invisible force, splattering onto the fallen shelves, emitting a sizzling sound.
Ge Ming’s pupils contracted, but in the next moment, countless tentacles shot in through the window, barricading them completely from left and right.
The group still wanted to resist, but the Angel Envoys they summoned were just about to act when they were flung away in the next second, and tentacles swept over them.
Ge Ming and the others tried to resist, dodging the tentacles’ attacks as much as possible, but the moment the tentacles struck, they immediately felt the tremendous force within them.
Resistance seemed utterly futile, and in just one encounter, they and their own Angel Envoys were all bound up.
All faces turned ashen, their hearts sinking to the bottom.
They had seen too many people caught by monsters, torn to pieces while still alive, and now they were about to follow in those people’s footsteps.
Ge Ming, resigned to his fate, suddenly caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye: Hundreds of tentacles outside the window converged, lifting a section of the wall to create a passage, and then assembled side by side into a road.@@@@
A person clad in Black Armor was walking down from this enormous creature.
All eyes widened in disbelief; this was more shocking than encountering such a terrifying monster so suddenly.
Su Han said indifferently, and then the Mother Worm’s tentacle touched Ge Ming’s forehead. A massive wave of psychokinetic power began to probe, and Su Han, through the Mother Worm’s psychokinetic power, examined Ge Ming’s condition.
Ge Ming showed an expression of agony as vast mental energy flooded his Sea of Consciousness, violently, like overloading blood forced into veins.
He clenched his teeth, his veins popping, causing the people around him to tense up and look worried.
“Still human.”
Su Han muttered to himself, within the space of consciousness there were no signs of severe deteriorations, and the soul’s shape in the depths of the Sea of Consciousness was still that of Ge Ming.
The psychokinetic power receded like the tide, and only then did Ge Ming feel the pain disappear. His body nearly collapsed to the floor, a picture of complete exhaustion.
Su Han controlled with a thought, the tentacles released their binding, but still encircled them closely.
“Take off all your disguises.”
Su Han’s calm tone allowed Ge Ming and the others to breathe a sigh of relief, not necessarily because he fully believed them, but at least it was no longer as dangerous as before.
“Yes, Sir,” Ge Ming responded. Over twenty people began to undo their coats and hats, revealing their true appearances.
Su Han showed a look of surprise, although he anticipated it, the sight of these twenty-plus people still shocked him.
Each of the twenty-plus people looked different; some had boils the size of thumbs on their faces that opened and closed continuously.
Others had mouths that had transformed into insect-like mandibles, ferociously frightening.
The majority had changes to their limbs, carapaces, pincers, segmented claws, and so on...
Su Han’s gaze made them feel uncomfortable, they lowered their heads uneasily, not daring to meet his eye.
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