"Creak..."
"Creak..."
Perhaps it has not stood for a long time, the Cyclops' movements are somewhat sluggish, like a machine long overdue for maintenance, its bones emitting a series of sounds.
"Food?"
"My baby is hungry, needs food."
The Cyclops stood up and at this moment, its tightly closed mouth uttered a few words.
It seems it has not spoken for a long time, its voice turning exceedingly hoarse, like countless sand bricks placed between its throat, where every character spoken causes the bricks to collide and rub against each other, making it unbearable.
The deep grating sound echoed throughout the entire factory, while the evil aura emanating from the opposite side became more intense.
Was the opposite side originally a human?
But due to some unforeseen reason, it transformed into its current form.
The strong aura of evil and cruelty emanating from it is no less than that of the Emperor Octopus, and in terms of sinister aura, it surpasses the opponent by far.
