"Whoosh... whoosh..."
The steady roar of the wind filled the air, making the grey sky seem even direr.
Lu Fei felt like he was floating. Unable to move his body, he stared back at the demons that were also immobilised around him.
This was a completely different feeling from the previous two times when he had safely arrived after everything went black and his thoughts were interrupted.
This time, the large-scale movement was different.
If Lu Fei could compare, he would say that the previous two experiences were like sitting in the first-class cabin of an airplane.
This time, however, it felt like he was travelling in a packed, old green-skin train during the spring festival rush, even without a seat.
Feeling weightless, helpless, in a chaotic crowd, and extremely uncomfortable...
That's what Lu Fei was going through right now.
It occurred to him then.
The previous two times when the demon horde moved quickly and effortlessly, it was thanks to General Black's handkerchief.
