Quickly closing the revolver, Charles swiftly retreated, holding the gleeful little one.
He could only perform six consecutive shots now, and to shoot again, he needed over ten seconds for ammunition recovery. This period was the most dangerous!
"Need more limbs!"
Charles quickly pulled out a bottle of Flesh Regrowth Potions from his pocket and drank it all.
Since he had already mutated, he didn't need to worry about growing more peculiar limbs at this point.
Instantly, the blood taken by the faceless heart was rapidly regenerated by the potions. Simultaneously, the four tentacles he had previously severed began to grow rapidly under the nourishment of the blood and flesh potions.
Charles's ears were filled with system prompts.
[Ding! Your body has undergone first-level mutation!]
[Ding! Your body has undergone first-level mutation!]
[Ding! Your body has undergone second-level mutation!]
Splish-splash—
