CHAPTER 787: CHAPTER 412:

Two afterimages darted and collided at high speed within the constantly collapsing building structure.

The roar sometimes came from downstairs, sometimes exploded on the side walls, and then shattered fragments of the ceiling in all directions.

A fierce wind swept the dust, completely shrouding the entire floor, making it impossible to discern the battle with the naked eye.

Even power users with senses far beyond ordinary can only barely capture a blurry scene:

A naked, muscular man wearing a white Evil Ghost Mask is frantically beating another man in a tattered suit.

Their figures often suddenly disappear, only to be forcibly pulled back to the starting point under the eerie laws of space.

It was as if they were trapped in a never-ending cycle of destruction, replaying the chase and collision again and again.

Every collision was accompanied by dazzling firelight, as though a heavy bomb was detonated within this enclosed space.

The hot airwaves and shockwaves raged, shaking the entire floor violently.

Concrete debris flew like raindrops, while the suspended light steel skeleton and twisted ventilation ducts fell one after another.

The entire glass curtain wall turned to dust under the impact, leaving only the twisted metal frame.

At this time, the top floor of the Noah Building no longer retained a complete form.

Even the core structural load-bearing walls and shear walls were covered with web-like cracks and hideous holes.

Groan... Groan...

The whole building emitted a teeth-gritting noise, as if it were undergoing a magnitude-seven earthquake.

Survivors screamed, instinctively seeking cover, some hiding in relatively intact bathrooms, others curling up under office desks.

In the chaos, Feng Jincai, the station chief of the East Capital Branch, appeared especially diligent, still striving to mediate.

"Stop fighting! Ancestors, I beg you, stop!"

He rolled and crawled behind a relatively intact column, shouting in a near-crying tone:

"Calm down, heroes. Let’s talk it out. If this fight continues, the building will be gone, and we’ll all be finished together..."

The other members of the Noah Organization wholeheartedly agreed, eager to represent Minister Luo in immediately ending this unimaginable battle.

"Yeah, you two deities, please ease your divine powers..."

Xu Hao lay flat on the ground, hands covering his head, praying frantically in his heart.

His mind uncontrollably imagined.

Falling from the ninety-ninth floor, smashed into a pulp by concrete blocks and steel beams—what a scene that would be.

However, no matter how Feng Jincai mediated, no matter how everyone prayed, those two monsters showed no sign of stopping.

On the other side of the ruins.

Zhou Liang and the Special Search Team, with Cui Xiuying, the unconscious Shijima Gorou, and a terrified security guard, had long evacuated the dangerous area around the engine room.

They were now hiding at the end of the western corridor in the pipe shaft area.

This area could be said to be the structural core tube of the entire building, filled with thick exhaust pipes, firepipes, and communication cable bundles.

It was surrounded by high-grade reinforced concrete, with extremely high structural strength.

Even a monster like the White Owl couldn’t punch through it with a single blow.

From the beginning of entering the building, due to their professional habit, they memorized the fire evacuation map and made many records.

In this disaster resembling a strong earthquake, this was undoubtedly the best temporary refuge.

Cheng Jiashu didn’t act with the Special Search Team.

He stood alone in a relatively open area in the center of the ruins.

The falling concrete debris landed several meters in front of him, unable to shake his posture at all.

His eyes were sharp, always following the two high-speed moving figures, his mouth slightly twitching.

In the end, to leave this damn place, he still needed to use the dumbest method he said.

But this notion was actually being realized by two monsters.

Watching them transform into human demolition machines, tirelessly smashing walls and tearing down pillars with bare hands.

In this scenario, Cheng Jiashu found himself lost for words, able only to silently express respect:

"Thank you for your efforts."

Crack!

A crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out.

The sound was extremely faint yet possessed astonishing penetration, surpassing the violent roar and clearly piercing into everyone’s mind.

Cheng Jiashu abruptly raised his head, pupils shrinking suddenly.

A fine crack, like a winding black lightning, appeared out of thin air in the mid-air.

Zhou Liang and others in various parts of the ruins, as well as members of the Noah Organization, also noticed this bizarre scene one after another.

Everyone’s face was filled with astonishment.

What is that? Could it be that even the sky will collapse by these two monsters?

Before they could figure it out, the second, third cracks appeared one after another.

Soon, whether it was the ceiling above or the dark night sky outside, countless cracks spread rapidly like branches.

In the blink of an eye, this forcibly constructed Otherworldly Space resembled a mirror about to shatter.

The ubiquitous flesh-like tissue seemed to be splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid, making a "sizzling" sound as it crazily shrank towards the source.

The monsters in the gray mist emitted a shrill wail, seemingly foreseeing the arrival of an apocalypse.

At the same time, from the deepest part of the darkness, a heart-wrenching, unwilling roar faintly echoed.

"No—"

But this collapse-like force had become an established fact, beyond anyone’s control.

Crash——

Finally, with a sound like countless glass shattering simultaneously.

The scene in front of everyone’s eyes began to distort, disintegrate violently.