The purple light swallowed Howard and the others in an instant.
When they regained their bearings, they found themselves enveloped in a world of eerie mist.
Fortunately, they had not been separated.
At that moment, the members of the elite team had dispersed, leaving only a girl collapsed on the ground.
Her face was ashen, and a large hole was torn open in her stomach, from which blood flowed unrestrainedly.
The thick and pungent smell of blood immediately horrified Howard and the others.
"How did she die?"
"Damn it, she was in the midst of our group just now. There were no monsters around; why did she suddenly scream and fall to the ground, and her stomach is…"
Glyn couldn't bring himself to continue, with a flicker of anger flashing in his eyes.
Regardless of how he would explain this upon their return, the camaraderie built over these two days made it hard for him to accept anyone's death!
