Wherever the storm of light passed, the stone floor was thinned, some of the stairs were smoothed out, and some had exaggerated cracks, and the woman was completely swallowed up before she could make any dodging movements.

The bloody armor on her body lasted for a second, completely shattered, and melted into the light.

But this time, she left the special environment on the third floor and was in a place full of vitality. She could no longer use those blue and white transparent faces to shift positions, and could only watch one after another small pimples appear on her body . Bloody crack.