The members of the Hunting Team instinctively raised their guns and fired at the ice spikes.
Even under the weak moonlight, they achieved an extremely surprising hit rate, shattering many ice spikes with bullets during their ascent, causing crackling explosions. This was as difficult as hitting a tossed coin from a hundred meters!
But there were just too many of them.
It seemed as long as there was a water source, these slender ice spikes would continuously emerge. When the first batch of ice spikes rose to five or six meters, they suddenly attacked everyone in the courtyard, their speed as fast as bullets!
The crackling explosion sounds were incessant—that was the sonic boom caused when ice spikes exceeded the speed of sound.
Not good!
Fu Jiaolu barely managed to raise his hand before being covered by a dense array of ice spikes, the immense impact forcing him to tumble back continuously until he hit an artificial hill.
