The West Coast's skies echoed with the sound of thunder.
Dark clouds swarmed together, and light rain fell from the overcast sky, sweeping in a tide-like breath with the wind, lifting leaves and dust from street corners, adrift toward the heavens.
In the hotel basement, Lu Bu'er had completed arming herself as an armed angel.
Merging her dark matter body with her own.
Life energy fused with dark matter.
Her strength soared!
Her holy yet fierce appearance lay somewhere between an angel and a demon!
Zhang Bolun had just gathered a handful of sand to protect himself when he was suddenly seized by the throat by the advancing deity-demon, suffocating in despair, followed by an overwhelming force that brutally smashed him to the ground, shattering the solid concrete, splinters flying everywhere.
"Celestial sand, and this damned fate again!"
Lu Bu'er locked his neck, dragging him along the ground as she sprinted.
Countless landmines exploded with a boom.
