"It's crooked! My body, why has it become crooked?"
A gust of wind blew by!
Struck by terror, Han Chengye and Cao Yutang discovered their bodies beginning to tilt, leaning to one side just like the Leaning Tower of Pisa.
And then...
Puchi! Puchi!
The heads of Han Chengye and Cao Yutang tilted first, and then they watched their bodies being sliced by those threads into bread-like pieces, sliding diagonally onto the ground, stacking neatly like shale.
Their heads separated from their bodies, they watched helplessly their flesh fall into such a horrifying pile.
That visual impact and terror filled Han Chengye and Cao Yutang with dense despair even in their dying moments.
I'm so dumb!
Truly!
Was my brain having a spasm when I decided to join Old Mo against the third son of the Ye Family?
