"..." In this extremely narrow and oppressive space, Ling Mo stared silently at this Black Fog Monster for a while...
A few seconds later, he averted his gaze and began struggling to peel away this layer of mucus.
Since this stuff hadn't fully solidified yet, even though the stone puppet lacked the strength, Ling Mo still used his sharp nails to dig out the Black Fog Monster.
Just as the Black Fog Monster extended a hand, attempting to crawl completely out of the crevice, Ling Mo suddenly lunged at it...
"Gah gah..." The Black Fog Monster tried to struggle, but its hand was seized by the Corpse Puppet, and its body was still trapped in the mucus. Despite being physically superior to the half-dead zombie, in such a cramped space and under such disadvantageous conditions, the Black Fog Monster found itself at a loss.
Ling Mo took advantage of the moment when its other hand hadn't yet come out, and quickly shoved his own hand in...
"Hmm?"
