In an instant, he gritted his teeth, confronting the piercing corrosion and dissolution, charging straight towards Charles.
"Left hand! Quick!"
Charles forcefully restrained his right eye, roaring wildly.
And there it was, the left hand abruptly suspended forward, revealing a hot-blooded and razor-sharp smirk.
"Alright! Leave it to me!"
Whoosh—
A sound akin to a crow's prolonged cry.
The sharp maw on the left hand suddenly opened, a terrifying tearing force sweeping across the entire street.
Bricks on the ground rattled as they were lifted, surrounding buildings cracked incessantly, and even the pitch-black mist lingering over the street turned into a whirlwind, rolling into the mouth of the left hand.
Like the eye of a storm.
That abyssal mouth, resembling a black hole!
The horrifying scene caused a massive deviation in the trajectory of the hunter in an instant.
