The blood-red hour had arrived, and large numbers of humanoid dust creatures appeared in the streets.
Ke Meng heard cries of agony, as though hundreds, even thousands of people were crammed into a single body.
Focusing his gaze, Ke Meng saw the agonized humanoid monsters he had created over the past few months by grabbing the shadows of their hands.
Their faces were grotesquely contorted. Unable to move, they stood on the ground and cried out in pain.
Ke Meng saw some humanoid dust creatures thrust their hands at his abdomen, but they failed to break through his defenses, leaving their hands suspended in midair.
Ignoring the humanoid dust creatures, he made his way to the top of the clock tower and watched the hands of the great clock tick around its face.
He punched through the clock face, shattering the glass and battering the clock hands so brutally that they snapped in half.
A layer of scorching flames coated Ke Meng's fist. Under his Spirituality Control, the flames curled outward in every direction, blazing fiercely.
The clock tower was soon engulfed in flames, destroyed, and reduced to nothing.
Ke Meng felt the curse deepen, as though something had latched onto him and would never let go until one of them died.
Ke Meng was fearless. As long as his spirituality gave him no warning before he acted, there would be no problem.
He would take his revenge without quarantining anything. This time, Ke Meng intended to turn this entire forbidden zone upside down.
Flames filled the sky and scattered in every direction. Countless Level 999 dust creatures burned as the temperature kept rising, producing terrifying damage numbers that ticked into the millions every second.
Before long, the max-level wild monsters died, without the slightest chance of survival.
Ke Meng's