The sinister smile on his face had faded away, leaving only an extreme coldness.
He raised his hand and pointed at Fang Qingyu.
"It's your turn, Captain Fang."
The moment the words fell.
The floor beneath Fang Qingyu's feet, originally covered with a luxurious carpet, was now soaked in blood and debris, disappeared without warning.
A strong sensation of weightlessness suddenly hit.
Fang Qingyu felt the ground beneath give way, and his whole body began to fall rapidly.
The scene before his eyes was instantly replaced by a blood-red vista.
Whoosh—
The wind roared past his ears, the falling speed was astonishingly fast.
His vision blurred and cleared in the rapid descent.
The scene before him switched instantly.
Everything was shrouded in dark red.
As far as the eye could see, there was only endless blood red.
Fang Qingyu landed steadily on the ground and looked around.
His starlit eyes calmly swept over the space.
