"Run!"
"Run!!"
"Boom!!!!"
The shockwave churned and transformed into a roaring earth dragon that swept up the ground. Like a superstorm, it devoured everything on the surface at a speed of 1,400 meters per second.
Sand and gravel were annihilated, crushed into ash.
Outside the massive gathering place that housed tens of thousands, the sentries standing atop the city wall stared wide-eyed in horror.
In his eyes, the earth was splitting apart and howling in agony.
It was as though some ultra-massive celestial body had suddenly descended upon the earth, crushing the entire plain into waves.
It rolled and surged.
Before he could fearfully grab the loudspeaker at his feet and try to warn everyone, the next moment, the rapidly approaching seismic transverse wave brutally flung him into the sky.
The constantly rising, cracking ground then smashed him to pieces in midair!
Everything happened too fast.
In just a few seconds, hundreds or even thousands of humans were swallowed by the earth amid their screams.
The Psionic Shock that followed was like a sound wave, instantly shaking entire crowds into powder.
Before the storm, whether it was a Hundred-Meter Building or a low house, an abandoned truck or a dead tree along the way, everything was swept into the sky by this astonishing force.
And at the very front of the storm was Zhang Tie, his entire body burning like a man made of fire.
He was practically the embodiment of disaster.
Flying at supersonic speed, he looked at the next target in the distance with a complicated expression, doing his best not to look at the carnage on the ground.
The Psionic power erupting around him and the Fourth Order laws were like sickles, killing every living thing.
Once power reached the Fourth Order, destroying a city and slaughtering