What the hell is this thing?
The bizarre, viscous black substance transformed into a grotesque snake head, revealing sharp teeth as it opened its mouth. Its pitch-black neck stretched out over ten meters in a worm-like manner, directly lunging at Su Ziyu suspended in mid-air. Below, the obese woman still retained the ability to move; even though half of her head was crooked, she could still hold that black leather book and, with a cryptic chant, conjured a deep red flame.
——"Spiritual Protection Field!"
Su Ziyu chose to resist the fireball head-on while simultaneously swinging his sword to slash at the black snake formed from Human Pus.
A strange, sticky sensation emerged.
