Crunch!
The human mouth snapped down.
Rip!
"Ahhh!!!"
Broken Blade Brother immediately let out an unbearably shrill scream, and when everyone looked closely, they saw Broken Blade Brother had turned into Broken Hand Brother.
His right hand, the hand that held the sword, had now fractured, the wound bloody, as if it had been bitten and torn off.
The human mouth that appeared on the abdomen was closing, silently chewing, writhing.
"Demon! Demon!"
"A flesh-eating demon! He is a demon!!"
Broken Hand Brother roared frantically, his forehead drenched in cold sweat from the pain, his whole demeanor resembling madness.
The others were startled as well.
They didn't fear strength; they'd encountered the strong before. But such bizarre tactics left them shocked and fearful.
And at that moment...
Buzz!!
A white bone whip suddenly materialized before the remaining few people's eyes.
"So fast!?"
"When!?"
By the time they reacted, it was too late.
