With a hundred Poisoned Fanged Centipedes showing, Mo Xie couldn't help but started to think a plan. He needs to escape this place, if he can't, he'll be the food of these insects, but then, him? Food? What can he even amount to in their stomach?
For some reason, all of these Poison Fanged Centipedes gathering in a single spot caused Mo Xie to furiously glares at the two sharp peaks from afar, covered with purple miasma, he couldn't help but have a bad feeling.
"I can use it for only three seconds... will it be enough..." Mo Xie uttered through gritted teeth, he never suffered a blow against the Poison Fanged Centipedes, but when he gets injured, it's ultimately the start of his end.
For three seconds, he could use the beast core's third form, that's the maximum.
"Three seconds..." Mo Xie hovered in the sky, a plan suddenly appeared in his mind, he could use it, but the next question is, how?
Mo Xie smirked: "Follow me, trash of a forest!"
