The impact was as strong as a railway gun against the wall of an underground pipe.
With a deafening boom, a hole with a diameter and depth of more than three meters was left on the wall.
One should know that the underground sewer system in the area had been in disrepair for a long time. It was full of potholes and every part was on the verge of collapse. It was as fragile as a beehive that had been magnified a hundred times.
Otherwise, it would not have been abandoned by the bigwigs of Black-corner City.
More than a hundred wild boar warriors and Minotaur warriors were fighting there, which made the already precarious structure even worse.
Meng Chao's collision became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
No, it was not a straw, but a mountain that broke the camel's back.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
