Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty-Six
Seeing a Flesh Worm crawl out of the cocoon, resembling a silkworm, everyone's face turned peculiar.
The Flesh Worm was plump and chubby, even looking somewhat cute.
However, in a flash, a blood shadow had already pounced, a blood-colored claw reaching for the Flesh Worm, and a greedy smile appeared on the Blood Spirit King's face, it's mine.
The Blood Spirit King had a feeling that this Flesh Worm was definitely out of the ordinary.
Otherwise, it wouldn't hide in the most central area of the ancient city, nor would it make Kabu bow in worship.
As long as he captured it, perhaps he, the Blood Spirit King, would become the strongest in the Southern Ocean, and maybe even beyond.
The blood-colored claw grasped the Flesh Worm.
