The Black Butterfly vortex exhaled and inhaled thousands of grey-white arms, and the pungent, rotting stench filled the subway tunnel, making one's stomach turn.
When Lu Yao's chains shredded the thirty-seventh demonic creature, the barrier of the mirror array finally collapsed.
Aside from the faint glow of incantations, the tunnel walls were covered in streaks of black slime, as if bearing the evil imprint left by demonic creatures.
Chapter 118