All attempts to attack the old man were directly torn apart by the tornado.
The Spiritual Ability Users stationed in this fortress, like those ordinary soldiers, would collapse immediately if touched by the gray tornado.
The last photo showed three lines formed by a thousand corpses, which could only be seen from an aerial view.
This old man who could control the tornadoes seemed to have a twisted sense of humor.
On it, he had written:
[A little punishment for Fu Jian].
[Since No.5 wants the Black Storm, we can only bear the pain and give it up for now].
[You know nothing about power].
Wang Jixuan rubbed his temples.
Mu Dan whispered, "The destructive power of an SS-level Spiritual Ability User is terrifying, it seems to be a qualitative change compared to an S-level user."
Wang Jixuan smiled, "It's just typical, stronger than an awakened S-level by a lot."
