Bang.
Bang.
Bang...
The rhythmic banging sound pulled everyone back from their haze.
Yu Hong quickly regained consciousness and looked out the window.
In a dark alley, the streetlights were dim, emitting a faint blue light.
The ground was wet from recent rain, and there was a large iron barrel full of garbage at the end of the alley.
The Black Black Spirit appeared deep in this alley.
Gray walls filled with messy blood-red graffiti blocked the sides.
The god-devouring monster outside was still there, rhythmically ramming against the safehouse.
"The array has stopped functioning due to energy depletion!" Ku Chan said soberly, after checking.
"Fortunately, the outer wall of the safehouse is hard enough. We're no longer deep in the Wind Disaster, so the absence of the array isn't too big of a problem." Yu Hong took a deep breath, holding the door handle.
"You take a rest, I'll deal with this guy. Letting it keep hitting the door isn't a solution. And that submarine too."
