In the face of the numerous scenes and the huge waves that reflected Shang Jianyao, DiMarco's figure suddenly turned ethereal as if he wanted to split into countless entities, which would then escape in different directions.
But at this moment, the eight Shang Jianyaos that had assimilated with his body each did something.
One protruded from DiMarco's thigh and tried his best to stretch out his body to wrap around the enemy's legs. Another stretched out both arms and firmly covered DiMarco's mouth. One tore out of DiMarco's chest and firmly gripped his torso. Another drilled out from above his head, holding a small speaker as it played the Old World's mournful music…
DiMarco was firmly entangled by the eight Shang Jianyaos growing out of his body. This made DiMarco unable to move or shout. All he could do was gradually drown in despair.
