Thus, the entire Pantanal area became a mess as my adrenaline surged within me, causing the water's mud to start moving, making everything even dirtier.
The common mud phantoms weren't intelligent enough to realize what was happening. As soon as they sensed my aura approaching, they quickly struggled to break free from the mud, trying to grab me. They slid over the water, attempting to pull me down into the depths.
Behind me, countless arms burst through the water's surface, waving wildly. One after another, mud phantoms were drawn from the bottom of the lake, staggering before rushing in my direction.
But they weren't my target. No matter how many stupid, low-ranking mud phantoms I attracted, none of them could pose a threat to the terrifying Black Milf that was chasing me. Throughout the entire Pantanal, perhaps the only existence that could pose a danger to Lity was… Luxiria!
