BOOM!
The grenade exploded mid-air. A fireball bloomed as flesh and blood flew everywhere. Sharp shrapnel shot out in all directions, piercing one Corrupter after another. Amidst the continuous roar of gunfire, the ground was soon piled high with Corrupter corpses.
'Just a school of small fry.'
Zhou Chen pulled the pin and threw his last grenade, blasting the remaining five Corrupters to smithereens. He looked toward the ever-expanding Shadow Demon Pool, reached a hand back, and caught the Megaphone that fell out of his Alchemy Backpack.
Inside his Battle Armor, he used Alchemy to conjure a small piece of metal. He used it to lift the Soul-Shocking Copper Whistle hanging from his neck to his lips. With one hand, he turned the Megaphone's volume to maximum and held it in front of him, then took a deep breath and blew the Copper Whistle with all his might.
"SHREEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!"
