The hope in Zheng Zha and Loli's eyes dimmed. Seeing that Old Six was turning a blind eye, the vicious wolves around them immediately swelled with courage. Drool of sin hung from their mouths as they reached their demonic claws toward Zheng Zha and Loli.
Crying, roaring, screaming, beating, shrieking—every sound pierced the ears. The demons meant to inflict every most painful torment and most vicious humiliation they could imagine upon the two weaklings.
Just then, the tightly shut door suddenly flew open.
Inside the doorway, Old Six did not turn around. He continued decoding the sample, casually swinging an arm behind him.
A force too powerful to comprehend shoved through the air, then was bound by Psychic Power into an air cannon of extreme terror. Air moving at over thirty times the speed of sound formed a shockwave like a solar storm. The ferocious blast swept out in an instant, washing across the entire Main God Platform amid a tremendous roar.
"Aah—!" Replicated Zheng Zha closed his eyes and desperately shielded Loli in his arms. The terrifying shockwave tore away all the skin on his body, stripping off his muscles and fascia layer by layer. The Vampire Blood that had just splashed out was shaken into a dusty mist. Even the Earl's body could not hold for a single instant and was about to be reduced to powder on the spot.
But as the terrifying whirlwind gradually subsided, Replicated Zheng Zha painfully rolled his bare eyeballs.
He found that he was not dead.
Loli in his arms was not dead either.
As for the others from the Demon Team, not a single person could be found when he looked around. Fine bits of blood and minced flesh evenly covered the entire platform. Those people had been utterly wiped out.