Meanwhile, Lan Ou opened his eyes from the darkness, his gaze falling upon a chaotic void. A quick scan revealed several silhouettes not far away.
The five patrons of the Japanese restaurant were tied together with ropes, gags stuffed in their mouths.
Beside them, Space Monster sat on the ground, trimming his nails while waiting for the police to withdraw.
However, at the next moment, hearing footsteps ahead, he abruptly looked up, staring stunned at the red and blue figure before him, and the dog on his shoulder.
"How, how is it possible? He actually entered the space I created?"
Space Monster murmured in shock.
"Yes." Lan Ou stood with one hand on his hip, his tone domineering, "Now you must be thinking: besides yourself, who else could enter your shell?"
"Don't come closer, or I'll slaughter these people."
With that, Space Monster flipped his nail clippers around, pressing the small blade to a woman's jaw with a dark and crazed face.
"Oh? Are you talking to me?"
