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Mortals eat mortals...
The three shivered and scanned their surroundings.
Just by looking around, they could see the mortals who had been scared and chased. Some had their skin peeling and rolling up, turning into a whirlwind and transforming into the Three-armed Monster, roaring as they joined the pursuing army.
"Maybe it's just one case?" Zhang Fei Xuan held onto a sliver of hope.
Gao Sishu took action directly, the invisible mist drifting, turning into a fluctuation of the air, and concealing itself into some other residences. Before long, it swept up some items and brought them forth.
Some were served on dinner plates, some were in baskets, and some were bitten in half.
All of them were those bright red fruits.
Wang Qizheng took three steps in two strides, first smashing a Three-armed Monster that sprang nearby into meat pulp with a punch, and then grabbing the fleeing mortal. With a quick inhale, a red fruit flew into his hand.
