"Ah! Stay away! Don't eat me!"
A student cowering in a corner suddenly clutched his head and screamed.
His eyes rolled back in his head as his nails clawed bloody streaks across his face. His spiritual defenses had clearly collapsed, plunging him into a deep illusion.
Then came a second, then a third…
Panic, like a contagious virus, spread through the crowd at extreme speed.
"We're all going to die! We're all going to die here!"
"This isn't a trial! It's a slaughter!"
Some began to spout nonsense, while others slashed their weapons at empty air.
Zhang Hao, drenched in sweat, roared in a hoarse voice:
"Quick! Light all the Calming Incense!
Everyone with Spiritual Type defensive items, form an outer circle!
Protect the injured and those with weak Spiritual Power in the center!"
Lei Qianjun could no longer afford to conserve Energy; the battered "Mad Ape" exoskeleton on his body vented steam once again.
