The safe zone was like a blank sheet of paper, pure white.
The war zone, however, was shrouded in black fog, so thick and hazy that one couldn't see anything beyond five meters. Occasionally, distorted and deformed figures passed by not far away, their crimson eyes glaring maliciously at the safe zone. An invisible barrier prevented them from entering.
Gaven stood on the edge of the boundary line and tried firing a psychic bullet at a deformed wild wolf.
There was only the sound of a bang.
Gaven saw the space in front of him start to crack like a shattered mirror.
The black fog of the war zone immediately began to spread through the cracks in his direction.
The deformed wild wolf paused in surprise, then let out a howl and lunged at Gaven.
Though the situation came suddenly, Gaven remained composed. He did not dare to use another psychic bullet and instead dove in to meet the attack.
The deformed wild wolf didn't withstand even a single strike.
