It was like switching from petty theft to blatant robbery after being exposed, or resorting to kidnapping after a failed lure.
At this moment, the Filth Contamination acted flagrantly, without concealing its actions, not even pretending—if the door couldn't be pried open, I'd smash it directly.
A forcibly twisted melon is still edible, and with a bit of chili powder, it even tastes sweeter!
A series of piercing alarms erupted, signaling the forced intrusion of the Gate of Rift Realm.
Amidst the bombings of endless thunderstorms and fierce flames, the eerie labyrinth quaked repeatedly, looming on the verge of collapse only to quickly restore itself fully.
Reality was distorted.
The labyrinth appeared to be shaking under the barrage, when in fact, all approaching Thunderbolts were distorted off track, much like a dazzling trajectory in an animated sequence, diving into the darkness at the labyrinth's end, disappearing without a trace!
