Shamar's body split open like parched tree bark, with copious amounts of green liquid gushing forth endlessly from his broken form. Twisting and rising, the green fluid grew taller, as if it were a strange, living entity. Its eeriness reached the extreme.
At this moment, after leaving behind nearly five thousand corpses, the remaining Indian army had collapsed and fled. Zhang Zhongmou, Zhao Shichang, Ren Honglin, and Gu Lingshuang had stopped their pursuit and returned. When they saw the eerie green liquid continuously spewing forth, they too were taken aback in astonishment.
"Stay back, everyone," Su Yu warned, unable to detect any information about the green liquid, not even with the "Sacred Eye." But he could feel an indescribable oppression and sense of crisis, so he told Zhang Zhongmou and the others, who had come over, to stay further away.
