He immediately shouted to the crowd:
"Be careful, everyone find cover and get down!"
But this reminder was still slightly too late.
Before he could finish speaking, the murderous intent that Jiang Chen had been accumulating suddenly burst forth.
One could see the enormous bone spikes on his back violently unfurl, resembling a deadly magic flower blooming in the darkness, or a ferocious demon claw reaching out from the depths of the Abyss.
The surface of the bone spikes was densely covered with sharp protrusions, which under the reflection of gunfire, glinted with a sinister sheen, each seemingly harboring boundless destructive power.
In an instant, these bone-like protrusions shot out like bullets from a machine gun.
The sharp fragments of bone spikes carried a whistling sound, forming waves of dark red death barrage, shooting in all directions and enveloping the sky.
