The two who had been kicked away kept vomiting blood. Every cough brought up dark red clots, while agonizing pain radiated from every part of their bodies, their bones seeming to have shattered into countless fragments.
Faced with a powerful enemy, they were simply too weak to resist.
That profound sense of helplessness tormented them even more than the pain in their bodies.
Watching their closest loved one about to be humiliated, the two men's eyes split wide with rage, blood vessels filling their eyeballs.
The grief, indignation, and pain swelling in their chests robbed them of reason, and the blood within their bodies began to boil uncontrollably.
They prepared to ignite their origins and fight to the death, willing to perish together if necessary.
Just then, a Black Hole silently appeared behind the King of the Desolate Sea Demon.
The Black Hole spun, radiating a heart-palpitating aura.
The King of the Desolate Sea Demon sensed the disturbance behind it, and the wild grin on its face instantly froze.
It tried to flee, but its body seemed bound by invisible chains.
Its eyes widened in terror as the Black Hole swallowed it in an instant, before it could even scream.
The woman in its hand was drawn in as well, her figure vanishing into the darkness.
The two men stared at the scene in stunned disbelief, their minds completely blank.
What was that?
Before they could think further, the Black Hole came before them and swallowed them both.
A sensation of the heavens spinning and the earth turning swept over them, and they lost control of their bodies.
Soon, they came to a stop in a pitch-black space.
The surroundings were deathly silent, with only their own heartbeats roaring in their ears.
The two men were overwhelmed with fear. They