Chương 335: The Collapse of the Banyan Tree

Blood dyed the plains red, and clouds dropped from the sky. The lives wandering on the island disintegrated into nothingness. The grass was dying, the trees were dying, the land was dying, but something was emerging from their death. The power of the ritual increased conspicuously. The influence on the agents' mental state strengthened. More people died from the stabbings. As primitive as the method was, it was highly effective. Only about 50 agents remained standing. Their defensive circle tightened as they mounted the final defence. Amidst the chaos, Gu Jun remained motionless but strangely enough, none of the monsters made any offensive attempt at him.