"King of Death the Paparazzo! It seems there's a need to make you understand what hierarchy is! What it means to respect strength!"
As these words fell, a force like a mountain, steady yet irresistible.
Like a beast in the night, this power instantly attached itself to Song Changkong.
Transforming into invisible shackles, tightly binding him, making it impossible for him to move an inch.
Simultaneously, above Song Changkong's head, a pressure almost tangible began to form.
Like an invisible hammer, carrying a force that could shake one's soul.
"Duang~Duang~Duang~"
Accompanied by these three sounds that seemed to echo from the depths of Hell.
The invisible hammer struck Song Changkong mercilessly like a nail, driving him deep into the solid earth one blow at a time.
Leaving only his head exposed above the ground.
Shaking helplessly, forming a sharp contrast with the hard soil around.
