The gloomy sky was illuminated on one side, and under the harsh electric light, all players instantly dodged that area, but as the sound of the car's destruction arose, the lightning gradually weakened.
The scene was suddenly silent.
This was clearly not normal.
The premature countdown to ambush the players wasn't normal, and the fact that no player ran out of the car after a counterattack was even more abnormal. Anyone capable of moving in the wilderness was no ordinary person; having the confidence to deal with so many players, it made no sense that they lacked even basic fighting skills.
"There seems to be something in the air." Pan Qiao suddenly inhaled through his nose, then the next second, he covered his mouth and nose, "Don't smell it!"
