A few minutes later.
Cituogang Port.
The huge corpse's fiery pillar still burned, and through the flames, the body inside was already charred black, carbonized.
The stench from burned protein, fat, and bones made the surrounding guards stand far away.
In the corner of the dock.
Another cloud of black ash scattered and disappeared, leaving only a set of white armor on the ground.
Zhang Rongfang frowned, this was the third person he had captured for interrogation. This time, the captured officer should have been at a higher level, a worshipper of the God. Yet he still knew very little.
"A special power is gathering, consolidating. It seems to be a large array arranged with the idol as a node." White Scale quietly reminded in his mind. "You need to leave quickly, or else you'll be suppressed by the array significantly."
"Does the military all have such arrays?" Zhang Rongfang asked.
