Outside the car, an incredibly terrifying pressure slowly pressed down.
Around them, clusters of black clouds wrapped around, following the sides of the car, with sharp cries, the sound of wings flapping, various noises mixed together, resembling demonic music.
Looking at this scene, it's easy to recall an ancient poem: "Black clouds crash down on the castle, as if to crush!"
However, beneath the black clouds, it wasn't a sturdy castle but a speeding car.
On the car, the Mechanical Warrior stood like a war god, unmoved by the fierce wind.
Inside the car, Avril's murmurs grew increasingly urgent, and milky white light blazed like a small sun, blooming behind Xu Fan.
Behind Xu Fan, a bat-shaped pattern, resembling a tattoo, was dissipating quickly like melting snow in the spring sun.
Sss, sss, sss!
The bat pattern, like a living creature, screeched piercingly as if encountering a predator, transforming into wisps of blue smoke and disappearing.
