"Do you have any other abilities?"
Lu Xin walked down the street with a friendly smile on his face.
"I can feel that these are not your true abilities. So, what is your ability?"
As he asked, the God that had been chased all the way from the laboratory at the end of the street was looking at him coldly.
Out of the six eyes, four were confused while the other two were staring at him.
Under his feet, there was a wriggling and swelling flesh, like a sticky sea of blood.
In front of him, three Chrysalis-like things drooped down.
These three " Chrysalis " were hung by thin blood vessels, hanging from the top of the street and in midair.
The two " cocoons " had already been broken open, and there was only the third " cocoon " left.
