【709】Burn, let fate bestow all its blessings upon me! (Thanks to Dan Liu Nian for the generous tip and support)

The air exploded with a shock, sending ripples scattering in all directions.

Invisible, howling gales spiraled upwards, as the unmistakable scent of blood soared to the skies.

All around, there was nothing but blood.

And numerous dense corpses.

Under everyone's horrified gaze, dozens of tangled red and purple lights wrestled in midair, rushing upwards before suddenly bursting open.

Countless sparks of fire surged in all directions, forming a sky full of glowing light.

An increasingly clear roar of fury rose, as Werewolf Des charged forward.

The sky full of light coalesced into a giant hand, howling as it swept up the raging air currents, pressing down toward it.

"Director." Zhao Changsheng, dirt-smudged, came looking, and turning towards the giant palm in the distant sky, he exclaimed, "Even Pitan is here, when did he arrive? We didn't notice at all!"

"We're in trouble, retreat as best as we can!" Doctor Zhao felt a sinking feeling in his heart.