Hua Mi pondered, because ordinary people's physical constitution was different from that of Superpower Users.
They couldn't handle more and stronger energy, so her "Energy Light Group" was just right.
Holding a ball of light in her hand, Hua Mi targeted Tang You ahead of her.
Tang You was already exhausted to death.
The plastic shell on his face had almost fallen off, but because his body was covered in mud, one couldn't make out his original skin color.
At that moment, he had just been washed back by a mudslide in front, struggling to rise from the ground, his legs trembling as he staggered and then surged forward again.
So tired, truly so tired.
They had been blocking the mud for almost an hour, and all the garrison members were close to collapsing.
The door had not yet closed, but because everyone was desperately holding it, the thick iron door had not been torn open much by the outside mudslide.
