The top of Haas's skull was opened up, revealing the black and red scalp inside.
The twisted blood vessels were intertwined like tree roots deeply rooted in the soil.
The blood was like water that had spilled out of a teapot, flowing out along the edge of the bone cover and flowing in all directions.
As the top of Haas's skull was lifted, countless thin threads of thick blood were pulled out from the sticky liquid, grabbing one side of the skull and forming a pulling force with the red clouds above.
oof ... Haas let out a painful groan and lifted his lowered head with all his might.
His hunched back slowly straightened, and his spine made a crackling sound as it stretched.
The skull that had been torn apart by the red Cloud borrowed the force of his head-up, and the blood thread 'pulled' with force. The bone lid was like the lid of a teacup, and it closed with a 'bang'.
