The Power of God

When Han Xing sensed that something was wrong, he immediately got into a defensive stance.

He looked around warily. He had not seen Alpha since he was teleported to the ring.

This situation was not right!

"Roar! Bah! Bah!"

The cries coming from the black fog became clearer. Meanwhile, the faint bleating of the sheep became louder and louder.

Han Xing was already in the dark on the stage, so he had no idea what was happening around him. However, the spectators could see it clearly.

Even Zhang Wanshan, who was experienced and knowledgeable, was stuck for words as he looked at the terrifying scene in front of him.

Tall monsters surrounded Han Xing.

There were dozens of these monsters, and their bodies could no longer be described as terrifying.

Tentacles covered in disgusting mucus waved fearlessly. Their long tentacles and eyes were faintly visible in the black fog.