Killing the whistle beast seemed to be an incidental effect—the device was apparently merely designed to keep the altar clean, like...
Some kind of cleaning device?
Yu Liang looked from top to bottom, beginning to feel a bit surprised.
The towering rib cage and rampant flesh and blood—all for cleaning the altar?
This magnificent creation was just a cleaning device?
He didn't know what to say—it felt beyond his understanding.
Yu Liang constantly manipulated the flesh Grand Duke, evenly spreading the acid throughout the first floor. The area covered by the acid wash did not include the recently used tunnel. As for the whistle beasts, they showed no intent to hide in the tunnel. They simply stood quietly, awaiting the acid from above.
Hmm?
He stopped moving his hands, halting the cleaning of the first floor.
