The night was dark and misty.
At this moment, more than two hours had passed since the start of the competition.
In the sky, the already dim moonlight somehow ... Dimmed a little.
"Captain, don't you feel that ... The surroundings seem to have suddenly darkened?" Final assault, who was resting by the pigpen, asked in a muffled voice as he pinched his nose.
"It's probably those guys from the frontline of hell who triggered some kind of plot." King xianye, who was crouching at the side, was in a similar state. He looked up at the sky and read,"according to my speculation ... The moonlight should not change. What changes is the 'barrier'."
"Oh ..." Final assault nodded and said,"then I hope they trigger a few more death flags. It would be best if they could kill two or three people on their own ..."
