However, Chen Xuan quickly realized that this idea was wrong.
The long claws of the ghost subway couldn't harm the Celestial Patrol in the slightest—even though it could easily slice through human bodies and chop through steel plates, in front of the giant arms of the Celestial Patrol, it could only create a few sparks. All resistance seemed like a dying struggle; the once formidable terror nano-living body could only watch itself being dismantled and absorbed.
A spray of ghostly blue blood erupted from its body, and scattered parts resembled severed limbs.
This wasn't a war but a massacre.
Yet the destructive power of the Celestial Patrol made him suspicious.
