C595 The Invasion of the Insect Race and the Fourth Child

As Paimon's voice rang in his ears, the world in front of his forty-two eyes began to crumble.

It was as if he had entered deep into the Opposite Shore Realm on the surface of the data space. Everything around him gradually slowed down, and the world in front of him quickly lost its color.

After a short pause, the air around forty-two rippled like water