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The breath of a shadow came from behind him, and a soft, dark red tongue stuck to the swordsman's back.
The separated tip of the tongue was like a sharp weapon. It slid along the swordsman's armor and slid to the back of his neck. The two sides of the tongue were like a pair of scissors that separated from the left and right sides of his neck and quickly closed!
"Oh!"
A powerful force came from behind him, dragging the swordsman's body and sending him flying.
'Ka ka ka-'
The swordsman's heavy body crushed many things along the way, and a large amount of cold mucus flowed out, becoming the last lubricant to drag him, making it impossible for the swordsman to hold on to an object to stabilize his body.
The 'knot-like' on his neck was so soft that there was no way to tear it apart.
Moreover, because his throat was locked, the swordsman almost couldn't breathe. In his panic, he even lost his giant sword.
