The force of this collision was comparable to firing a Train Cannon point-blank against the wall of an underground pipeline.
Amid an ear-splitting boom, it actually left a hole in the wall more than three meters in both diameter and depth.
One had to know that the underground sewer system in this area had already fallen into disrepair. It was riddled with potholes and collapses everywhere, as fragile as a honeycomb magnified a hundredfold.
Otherwise, the big shots of Black Horn City would not have abandoned it.
Now, with over a hundred Boar Warriors and Minotaur Warriors making a huge ruckus here, the already precarious overall structure had been dealt another crushing blow.
Meng Chao's collision became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
No, not a straw, but a mountain that crushed the camel.
"Crack, crack! Crack, crack!"
The collision triggered a chain reaction. New cracks continuously appeared around the crater-like hole, while old cracks widened at a rate visible to the naked eye, spewing out more dust and rubble.
Just a few seconds later, a string of thunderous rumbles erupted. The ground within a hundred-meter radius collapsed completely, forming a massive sinkhole at least seven or eight meters deep.
Dozens of Clan Warriors who had been fighting on the surface in utter abandon immediately fell into it.
Their thick hides and tough flesh meant they would not easily be killed by the fall or crushed by debris.
But the dust kicked up by the collapsing earth still spread like murky fog, obscuring their vision.
Within the fog so dense they could not see their own hands, the Minotaur Warriors and Boar Warriors struggling amid the ruins could not make out the condition of their companions for the moment.
They could barely even hear the screams and groans