[Time remaining for exploration: 3 minutes, 6 seconds]
Lin Lan felt his blood boiling throughout his body.
He swung the dinner knife fiercely at the root of the moth's wings, gradually clearing away the 'limbs' that the patrolling aerial vehicle shouldn't have.
For some reason, Lin Lan was becoming increasingly adept at the task of cutting insects.
The hologram flickered slightly, causing Miss Martina a chill in her heart. As a high-ranking Ouroboros Angel, she understood better than anyone present what Lin Lan was doing…
—He is stripping the power of the Starry Monarch!
The uncontrollable moth guards emitted a scream of terror and despair.
It howled and slammed through one neon screen after another, desperately trying to shake the grime off its back as it crashed through the city's crevices.
Lin Lan's perspective spun dizzyingly, his face turning pale, almost vomiting the biscuit fish soup he had last night, but he stubbornly refused to let go.
