As poker cards rained down from the sky, the bizarre creatures that had just been startled by the Abyss's upheaval and confused by the Clown's purpose suddenly seemed to regain their will.
Bzzzz...
The enormous Abyssal Worm suddenly raised its body high. Its two-and-a-half gigantic heads stretched toward the sky as section after section of its body unfurled. At the same time, mouth after mouth appeared across its massive form...
From a distance, they looked like countless dense spots, arranged neatly across its body.
Strange mental ripples spread through the dark-red Abyss, surging toward both sides like a tide.
The next moment, one of its enormous heads charged toward the countless eyes, devouring them with all its might.
Another continued protecting the chief researcher in the white coat.
The remaining half-head locked onto Dean Xue and coiled toward him like a giant python.
Meanwhile, the most unusual group in this Abyss—the Tyrant Legion created from Lu Tianming's clones—reacted even faster. The violent shaking in the Abyss and the shudder caused by the surging mental power seemed to fill them with excitement from the depths of their souls. They had long since been unable to hold themselves back and lunged toward the enormous eyes in the air...
"Crack, crack, crack..."
They gnawed frantically on the eyeballs, making strange sounds like glass shards being chewed apart.
Streams of blood burst open, looking like bubbles being pricked one after another.
Hiss, hiss, hiss...
Among the bizarre creatures nearby, the first to react was the tip of the black vine.
The child, who appeared to have only half a body, let out a sharp roar as the vine sped through the ground. It pierced through the shadows in the Abyss, and most importantly, as it moved, tender shoots sprouted from the vine.
Those shoots