At this moment, time and space seemed to freeze.
"Weapon 001, progress 29%."
"Weapon 001, progress 30%..."
A cold, unrecognizable voice rang in his head. Orson's eyes suddenly glowed with a divine light, and the entire world around him seemed to change color.
To K.D. and the others, Orson's figure was surrounded by a strange, glowing cocoon, his descent slowing down as if time itself were stretching.
In the next moment, the ground shook violently, and the sky darkened. A dark red lightning bolt tore through the sky, not disappearing immediately but instead expanding into Orson's body!
"What... is this? Has the US immortal descended?" Mr. Roberts exclaimed, his face as pale as a ghost as he stared at the scene in disbelief.