"Is that all?"
In the blood-soaked battlefield, Shen Qinghui furrowed her brow slightly.
The surging Abyssal Creatures beside her had been completely wiped out by the grotesque flesh raining from the sky. Severed limbs and chaotic streams of mental energy lay all around her, while the shattered air interwove into a web of fragments. Yet not even the tops of her shoes were dirty.
To her, those Abyssal Creatures—beings that could seemingly flatten an entire city—were no more than a flock of panicked birds she could disperse with a wave of her hand.
She was even a little surprised. This attack seemed much simpler than she had expected.
By rights, if the Eternal Night Church had made a move, it shouldn't have been so easy to deal with.
Never mind the Eternal Night Church's signature divine descent—Eternal Night of Thought. How had she not even seen their usual Nightmare Invasion?
Had their opponent really just summoned these Abyssal Creatures and launched an attack on Linyuan City?
No. This could barely be called anything more than a probe!
Judging by how many Abyssal Creatures this person had summoned, his level of life was probably extremely high.
Shen Qinghui even wondered if he had reached captain-level strength.
But the stronger the opponent, the more baffling it was that he had launched such a low-stakes attack.
That left Shen Qinghui a little conflicted.
By rights, she should stay and investigate the truth behind the attack, as well as find out where the Eternal Night cultists were. But the appointed time was drawing near, and Voodoo had probably already made a move against that intern in the city.
Under normal circumstances, Voodoo would certainly be able to resolve the matter. But if her cousin was too stubborn, force might be necessary. In that case,