"It's dawn!"
With Li Huazhao's rooster-like cry echoing in the Palace Underground, he summoned the Sun.
And it was only at this moment that Yu Liang truly understood that the nearby Sun had no form, as he could only see an intense white light shimmering before his eyes.
If this had been a game, then at this moment, the screens of all players present would have been occupied by a blinding white with no other colors visible.
A sharp piercing pain thrust into each player's eyeballs.
For the Mouse People, the damage was even greater.
They were creatures that lived in the dark and were particularly sensitive to light, so they wouldn't venture into the Ground World during the day and spent all year hiding in the dim Underground World. How could they withstand a Flash Bomb?
And to suffer a full blast of a Flash Bomb while they were focused on observing the players.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah—"
