When the giant, ferocious claws of the black dragon violently tore through the clouds, its terrifying power instantly raged across the heavens and the earth. Thirty kilometers away from the incident, the peace of the Tianshu Bureau branch was completely shattered.
Inside the branch, along the titanium-alloy corridors, red alarm lights flashed like fresh blood, intertwining with the sharp, piercing shrieks of the spiritual energy detectors.
The elite of the Tianshu Bureau branch—the Seventh Tactical Squad—was currently busy in the equipment area. They had just retreated from a demon-clearing operation on the outskirts of the city, and the fatigue on them had yet to dissipate. The dried blood on squad leader Zhang Zhen's shoulder guard silently spoke of the brutality of the battle.
Chapter 85