Several people suddenly turned to look—
One of the Kuxia Family soldiers had sunk nearly halfway into the ground, as if he had fallen into quicksand. Terror had completely twisted his face, and both arms flailed desperately, as though he wanted someone to pull him out.
This guy woke up?
But Chen Ye quickly said,
"He's not fully awake. He's in a half-asleep, half-awake state... But that's not right. How could he possibly... Forget it. You there, keep your voice down. I'll send someone to save you immediately!"
However.
Whether he had not heard clearly or whether his taut nerves had finally snapped, the man's screaming did not stop. Instead, it grew even more shrill—
In the end.
A nearly inaudible gunshot stopped his movements.
Kyle lowered his finger. He was not holding a gun; he had merely used his inherited ability to imitate one with his hand. But in those few dozen seconds, the Blood River's trembling had grown increasingly violent!
Chen Ye swallowed, then gave the people around him a meaningful look.
Everyone—including Kyle, who did not get along with him—lightened their steps as much as possible, trying not to provoke the enormous thing beneath their feet any further.
Unfortunately, under normal circumstances, whenever you did not want something to happen... it usually came faster than anything else.
The unease in everyone's hearts grew stronger and stronger, but it soon became reality.
As the human tissue spread apart like rolling waves, countless eyes floated to the surface and opened in unison.
Chen Ye took a deep breath, then spat out a single word.
"Run!"
In truth, there was no need for him to say it.
The moment those eyes opened, a gloom settled over everyone's hearts.
It was like falling into hell, being slowly worn away and swallowed