Just as everyone thought that Chen Zhao was definitely dead, a bronze sword suddenly broke out of the black bug's body.
It cut out and up. A large amount of black liquid sprayed out of the cut in the insect.
Chen Zhao walked out in a messy state. 'F*ck, f*ck… So smelly."
"Chen, are you okay?"
"Don't come over. Don't touch me."
"Chen, what's wrong?"
"You can't touch the liquid on me."
"Why?"
Crack—
Suddenly, everyone heard a strange sound as if something had cracked apart.
"What's that sound?"
Everyone looked around, but they couldn't find where the sound came from.
Crack, crack—
"I think it came from under our feet," Haus said.
Chen Zhao looked down. "I hate this feeling…"
Cr-crack, boom!
In an instant, the entire floor shattered and everyone fell down, screaming.
Cough, cough…"Charlotte, Alyss, Cindy, you alright?"
