As he finished speaking, Chen Yang released control of his body, which Right Hand took over in an instant.
"Boom!"
An explosion sounded off and the iron door of the warehouse was sent flying. The ground shook uncontrollably from the impact, almost as if an earthquake had occurred.
Shouts of soldiers, screams of ordinary people, and the flames rising into the sky all dissolved into fragments in Chen Yang's eyes. All that remained in his gaze was the humanoid creature walking out from the blasted doorframe.
It was entirely naked, its frame resembling that of a human, but at the ends of its arms grew eight pitch-black and razor-sharp unidentified objects.
Dozens of bright red tentacles sprouted from its back, floating aimlessly in the air.
This was a fully matured third construct that had parasitically transformed its human host, starkly different from the previous two damaged constructs.
