After the laser knife cut through, the wound fortunately did not spray blood.
His half-metallic covered little arm fell to the ground, and in the next second, the terrifying mold spots quickly engulfed his flesh and blood...
The half-metallic arm armor turned into mold dust, and the little arm melted into a pool of dissolved blood.
If Chang Huan had delayed any longer, he feared he wouldn't have survived!
"Bring the steel boat over here!!" Bearing the pain of his severed hand, Chang Huan commanded through the communication device on his visor.
Death in white continued to pursue, one Hao Clan soldier after another died.
The speed of this mold body was clearly accelerating, and the Hao Clan soldiers had already pushed themselves to the limit, but they still couldn't shake it off.
