Zhong Guoqing and Zhong Li were also in the crowd, drenched to the bone by the rain, glancing back from time to time.
They seemed to be fumbling for something.
The toxic mist spread with the wind, and the monster that Madame Yan had transformed into was slaughtering recklessly among the crowd—an absolute bloodbath.
Suddenly, the roar of car engines echoed from outside the port.
Dozens of nano warriors charged into the chaos fearlessly, as if blind to the peril around them.
These were the warriors of the Dawn Combat Sequence, the true backbone of the Ether Association.
Gu Jianlin silently observed everything unfolding before him.
Water streamed down their rain-drenched faces, but in his eyes, they each wore entirely different expressions.
Some grotesque, some despairing, some ferocious, and others holding on through gritted teeth.
By his estimation, in just ten minutes, this monstrosity could kill everyone here.
Earlier, Jing Ci had asked him why he chose to step forward.
