Tang Yu's steps were not fast.
One step, two steps, slowly approaching.
The distance to the altar was shrinking.
He was probing, crazily testing at the edge of danger.
Testing the 'hatred' range of those figures.
When the distance was reduced to three to four hundred meters, Tang Yu saw the young man who had made the first move raise his head and whisper something.
Instantly, two figures vanished, appearing a few dozen meters in front of him the next moment.
Even with Tang Yu's vision, despite having opened his crimson eyes, he could only just barely capture a fleeting glimpse of their shapes.
Boss Carmen, two warrior puppets comparable to a Tenth Layer Awakening, and Kong, who had come to reinforce, stood in front.
In the sky, snowflakes fell and transformed into razor-sharp blades, shooting straight towards the two figures.
In an instant, the human skin cloaking the figures burst apart, revealing their true forms, the black skulls.
Boom!
