"What's that?"
The moment Lu Xin heard the sound of footsteps, he jerked his head up and looked down the street.
It was still the same kind of city. The streets and street lamps looked no different from before.
However, with the heavy and neat footsteps, the city suddenly had an extremely oppressive atmosphere.
Lu Xin caught sight of a mist-like object emerging from the other end of the street.
However, he quickly realized that it was not mist.
It was the air that had become turbid and twisted, forming a fog-like scene that blurred one's vision.
In the depths of the mist, one could faintly see a group of moving heads quickly approaching.
Buzzzzzz! Buzzzzzz! Buzzzzzz! Buzzzzzz!
The sound was getting closer and closer. It was deafening, as if the whole city was shaking.
No, it was not the city that was shaking.
Instead, it was his spirit that was affected and resonated with the sound of the footsteps. That was why he felt like he was shaking.
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