Apocalypse befell, and roommates performed a skyward ritual. As the fog descended, the Book of Blood Spirit appeared in the hands of all survivors, and only those with a Contract monster could survive. Su Han directed his gaze to the neighbor who had already mutated and twisted, silently pulling out a gleaming fruit knife... Grotesque meat corpses, giant spiders with gaping mouths, eyeballs enveloping the city, one-eyed sharp-toothed hand monsters... Civilization fell, cities shattered, and all humans became meat for the monsters. There was only one way to survive: Use monsters to fight monsters.
"Go back and rest."
Su Han just frowned slightly and glanced, then continued to control the Mother Worm, constantly infusing energy.
As the mental energy of the Mother Worm continued to pour in, this time without further interruption, the phantom light in the sky became increasingly splendid. Finally, with a faint buzzing sound, a beam of light shot into the sky and then gradually settled back down, completely merging with the Star Torch.
The original dazzling light became softer, and the luminous points in the Spiritual World also gradually hid a bit. Although still bright, they were no longer startling more distant existences.
Everyone felt relief at this scene, as if the ignited Star Torch were still so dazzling and ostentatious, the plan would likely fail.
"Controllable, still in a controllable state, now it won't constantly serve as a beacon."
Zhong Tian muttered to himself, but Qin Henghu's complexion wasn't great, and he was silent.