Wu Hen was not about to wait for an evacuation order; he grabbed Wang Rui and dashed away from the direction of the white Mold Body.
In terms of speed, Wu Hen certainly ran fast.
In no time, he had sprinted several miles away, and the Hao Clan soldiers had also activated their acceleration devices. They moved like a mobile unit on an alien planet, hopping forward, each leap covering more than ten meters, which was much faster than ordinary running.
After reaching a relatively safe place, Wu Hen looked back.
The evacuation of the Hao Clan soldiers was uneven—some were fast, while others were slow.
The slower ones had already been caught up by the horrifying white Mold Body.
"Brother Hen, what on earth is that..."
"Shh!" Wu Hen immediately shushed Wang Rui to silence.
His gaze was fixed on the soldiers in the rear as the white Mold Body spread over them, covering their armor at an alarming rate, from their feet to their heads...
