"ROAR!!!"
An unwilling roar tore from Yue Xiaofei's throat, like the cry of a wounded beast!
Once again, he squeezed out the last scraps of strength left in his body!
Burning his life!
Burning his soul!
He would unleash one final, desperate strike!
Once again, his entire body became a tragic, resolute streak of...
Crimson-gold light!
This time, however, that streak traced a path of less than ten meters through the air.
Then, like a kite with its string snapped, he fell helplessly from the sky.
Thud!
A dull impact rang out.
Yue Xiaofei's body slammed onto the bloodstained platform.
His vision began to blur.
His consciousness slowly sank into darkness.
Before he lost consciousness completely, he seemed to hear Uncle Zhao's desperate cries.
He heard the heart-wrenching sobs of Wild Chicken and the others.
And he saw...
That white-robed figure walking toward him, one elegant step at a time.
On that face, so beautiful it was uncanny, rested a victor's lofty... smile.
"Ant."
"The game is over!"
It was over!
The moment they saw Yue Xiaofei fall from the sky like a kite with its string snapped and crash into a pool of blood.
Everyone still conscious had only that thought left in their minds.
A bone-deep chill shot from the soles of their feet to the tops of their heads!
Despair!
Despair unlike anything they had ever known!
As though endless darkness had swallowed the last faint glimmer of light in an instant!
"NO!!!"
Zhao Mengsheng's eyes instantly turned bloodshot!
Like a madman, he tried to break through the crowd and charge onto the platform!
But the mind-controlled civilians surged toward him even more frantically, like sharks scenting blood!
They clung tightly to his legs!
They locked themselves around his arms!
They bit with their teeth!
They