Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 657: The Word Human
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 292: Got him
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 371: Curses and Talents
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1263- Golden Zombie
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 983: Blueheart Flame
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1262- Sacrifice, Xia Bai
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 656: Unexpected Changes in the Temple
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 291: Choices
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 370: Gao Ming's New Death Portrait?
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3851: Destroying the Formation with the Energy-devouring Furnace
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 44.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1261- Third party lifeform
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 982: Pernicious Plot
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1260- Big problem
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1258- Rat Army outline
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 655: The Heaven Is Going to Change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1259- Proof
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 981: Red Leaf Alliance (2)
A colossal monster of flesh and blood spread out several hundred meters in every direction. The massive eyeball in the center cracked open, revealing the inner sarcomas and the pulsating organs laced with blood vessels.
Between the gaps of putrid flesh, tentacles which resembled white strips of light flailed around, piercing the two helpless human figures and strangling them. Copious amounts of blood were squeezed from them before they were promptly engulfed.
The now slurried human figures were shadow assassin Pasha and druid Wallis.
They were food to this gigantic monster and had been ‘pinched’ into bizarre shapes as if they were soft bread by this ravenous creature that had no regard for the feelings of its food.
Wallis’ eyes were barely remaining in their sockets, and the end of the golden wolf head staff that he held had been plunged into his chest from the other end. His half-wolf form twisted into a licorice shape, and his spine was completely exposed. The only signs of struggle were the slight incessant twitching of whatever remained of his nerves.
In the face of the juvenile Destructive-rank pseudo-god, Wallis simply had no way of putting up the slightest resistance. Even his transformation attempt was half-complete, cut short with his swift death.
Whitey widened its jaw and gobbled the ‘pigeon’ in a few bites; it was so small it could be barely considered a snack.
In contrast, Pasha, who was stronger, managed to remain conscious. Her eyes were fixated on the monster before her as a mix of dread and anger filled her face.
The disgusting protrusions surrounding her displayed obvious signs of toxin corrosion, puffing out wisps of blue and black smoke. Bits and pieces dissolved into bouts of pus, while multiple tentacles and limbs began breaking off and fell twitching to the ground. The multitude of densely-packed eyes on the detached extremities was blinking relentlessly, producing sharp bursts of “squeaking” noises. It was as if all of them were separate individuals with independent consciousness.
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