Bang!
Bang! Bang!
The chests of the Ogres burst open one after another, spewing dark red blood, which gushed forth with a clear gurgling sound amidst the crisp and rapid thunderclaps, enveloped by magic power, flowing and spreading under the feet of each Ogre like dark red Ouroboros, head to tail, sketching upside-down Five-pointed Star Magic Array.
In mysticism, the inverted pentagram has always been considered the symbol of evil and Satan.
The pattern beneath the Ogres' feet was filled with a strange and depraved feeling; just a glance made Zheng Qing feel breathless, as if blood-stained skull heads of sheep were struggling to climb up from the Arrays, their curved horns pressed against the joints of the Ogres, their bodies pulled and twisted by an invisible force, constantly infused with the crazy power from the void.
Gan Ning's face suddenly changed.
He sensed traces of the professor's concoction in those forces.
