In a hallway as devastated as a fire scene, Li Xiaoxiao ran for her life. Behind her, a mass of shadow sped across the floor, in relentless pursuit.
Two seeds fell from her body. After landing, they grew and expanded at a visible rate into countless slender, gray vines.
These gray vines were not vibrant like normal plants; instead, they exuded a dense aura of death, like creations from Hell. They were covered in countless barbs, writhing like a swarm of demonic tentacles.
They grew wantonly through the hallway, spreading and intertwining to form a wall of vines, attempting to block her pursuer.
The Gentleman was currently in his Shadow Transformation state, moving freely through the darkness. Normally, such an obstacle should have been nothing to him, but he seemed wary of it, choosing instead to slip through the crack of a door into an adjacent room to go around.
Behind them, Zhou Chen pulled out his Flintlock Pistol and pulled the trigger.
