Yan Junze quickly discarded the thought.
He believed that although the adversary had the ability to attack with invisible threads, they couldn't simply kill him instantly within the covered space; otherwise, there wouldn't have been the scene where he touched the door of the hall, ready to leave, and was killed by something akin to an electric shock.
It seemed that the hidden threads would only activate when he disappeared directly, automatically stagnating the space to stop and kill him.
He couldn't go head-to-head with Morrison, but he also couldn't wait until both children were taken away.
By now, the first child had already been born and was making an effort to push up with its limbs, while the second child's head and hands were also emerging.
Yan Junze took two steps forward, looking extremely anxious, his hands clenched into fists and wrapped around his chest as if he were the father of the children.