The screaming head was thrown high into the air by Pei Yan, drawing an arc as it collided with the dozens of figures under the aura of light. Just as it seemed about to crash into the crowd, it hit something invisible with a thud and bounced back onto the icy surface, spinning around before coming to a stop in the center of the standoff between the two groups.
Despite being thrown and collided, the head was relentless. The blood that should have long coagulated kept oozing out from the gouged-out eyes, flowing like pus, while the mouth opened and closed, continuing its soul-wrenching screams.
"Captain!" Pei Yan and Liang Qian looked at Shangxing, and after he nodded in approval, both raised their right hands simultaneously. One hand released a barrage of bullets, while the other finger launched attacks successively.