Penelope Bloom had originally wanted to speak up, not only to defend Su Qi but also to assess the current situation.
This city... from the moment they entered, had exuded a bone-chilling coldness, as if dangers lurked all around and behind them, causing an unsettling dread.
Now, the Paradise System had vanished, and the city had become even more bizarre. Instead of competing for the uncertain prize of one hundred million points, everyone should consider escaping from this city, this region.
It was not only him feeling and thinking this; players from other top clubs also had an extremely grave expression, not relaxing in the slightest. They trusted their instincts, their subconscious judgments.
And then, at that moment.
Behind every person, by everyone's ears, a voice suddenly arose.
"Can you... help me...?"
The voice was genderless, sounding as if someone had scorched their throat with fire and nails, twisted, hoarse, and low—an intonation that did not seem human.
