Pale, long legs pierced into the blood-red neck.
The scene looked bizarre and gory, but there was also a strange, eerie beauty to it.
Then, in the next second, the only thing left before Liu Zheng's eyes was the eeriness.
The black tendrils, as if alive, burrowed deep into the headless deer.
The red blood that had been gushing turned into black "oil," and black water began oozing from the surface of the deer's body, enveloping it completely.
Soon, the headless deer had transformed into a monster that seemed to be made of accumulated oil.
"Close your eyes."
Si Xue suddenly said.
Liu Zheng quickly averted his gaze and then closed his eyes.
In the instant before he closed his eyes, he seemed to see countless eyes opening inside the oily monster.
"Okay, you can open them now."
After an indeterminate amount of time, Si Xue spoke.
Liu Zheng opened his eyes to find the oily monster gone, with Si Xue holding a pitch-black deer head in her hands.
