Wu Lei screamed in agony, his fear so intense he wet himself. The sensation of being ripped apart alive was too terrifying, especially seeing the insect-human's sharp mouthpart biting into his skin and the overwhelming pressure of death bearing down on him.
"I don't want to be eaten!" cried another, violently shaking their body to no avail. One after another, the insect-humans crashed in, landing on the floor. Among them, an insect-human with mantis-like scythe tentacles swung its arm, chopping into Wu Lei's chest.
Because he was wearing protective clothing, the strike didn't bisect him or deliver a sure kill. However, this only increased his agony.
Wu Lei no longer even had the strength to scream. His chest was sliced open, and his crimson organs flowed out like discarded trash, as the insect-humans gathered, ceaselessly devouring.
