The new woman had a slender figure, with her jet-black hair rising skyward like a vast black net, arrogantly twisting behind her.
Her face was filled with terror, but her body wasn't under her own control. Her two eyes looked completely out of sync, with black veins bulging around her right eye, and the flesh around her throat torn away, with a mass of vocal cords sticking to it.
Wen Wen kept one hand behind his back and held the Blood River Sword in the other, squinting at Ms. M.
"The most dangerous thing is this hair monster itself. The woman it's controlling is insignificant in strength. She is still resisting the hair's control, and there's a clear warning before she attacks. Just pay more attention, and it'll be fine," he said.
"What's most important now is not to let these two monsters fuse together, otherwise the difficulty of dealing with them will skyrocket..."
