Countless sparks flew out, and among them, a few traces of blood were also mixed in.
However, at this moment, the thin wings of the bird corpse were still serving as a kind of exclusive armor.
As it lifted its arm, its entire upper body along with its head was completely shielded inside.
Ling Mo's materialized attacks suddenly became much less effective, each hit feeling like it was against a steel plate, not only hardly useful but also causing his own head to buzz with faintness from the impact.
"Giggle giggle giggle giggle!"
The bird corpse maintained its head-shielding posture, emitting a series of mocking and strange laughter from its mouth.
It clearly found great pleasure in watching this jumping and dodging human being thwarted.
Its attitude seemed more like seeking amusement than being eager to feast.
However, Ling Mo didn't appreciate this feeling of being toyed with like a rat.
