At this moment, the bodies of the two giant beasts seemed to have undergone a mysterious transformation. Their mobility had made a qualitative leap, and their once somewhat clumsy movements became agile and swift as they darted across the battlefield like phantoms.
Connors launched the first attack. Its enormous claws, like sharp sickles, swept again and again toward Norman's face with howling gusts of wind.
The claws moved at astonishing speed, carving fierce arcs through the air as though they would tear space itself apart.
Before this, although their claws had been sharp, they could mostly only scrape sparks from Norman's obsidian-hard skin. Like blunt weapons striking solid rock, they left only negligible marks.
However, the evolved claws were completely different. They were now like red-hot steel blades, easily sinking deep into Norman's flesh.
Every attack was accompanied by Norman's agonized roars, the sound rumbling across the battlefield like muffled thunder and sending chills down everyone's spine.
Connors was thoroughly enraged by Norman's stubborn resistance. Its eyes flashed with furious red light, while the air around its sharp claws twisted violently as if boiling, as though an invisible force were wantonly stirring it.
That force grew stronger and stronger until, with a "zzzt—," the piercing sound of a high-frequency object vibrating through the air came from its claws.
The twisted air formed tiny vortices that emitted sizzling sounds.
The sound was like countless needles piercing people's eardrums at once. The piercing scream was so harsh that humans throughout New York could not help covering their ears.
Children burst into terrified sobs, while adults frantically searched in all directions for somewhere to hide. The entire city descended into chaos.
A dazzling blue radiance suddenly entered Norman's eyes.
The light was like a mysterious power from another world, carrying endless pressure and