The Bloodslug lay curled up with a menacing appearance, its bizarre limbs, and a body wrapped in blood plasma gave off a palpable suffocating sense of oppression.
Besides the Thunderous Scorpion, it had no natural enemies here.
"Kill it!"
Chen Feng looked ahead, speaking with a chilling tone.
The Mourner leaned forward, taking a step. A surge of fierce murderous intent suddenly appeared in its eyes; closer, even closer, when they were only seven or eight meters apart, the Mourner kicked off with its back foot, a rude force surging through its body, causing its muscles to ripple dramatically.
The sound of the Mourner's charge was too loud, attracting the Bloodslug's attention. However, everything happened in a flash; no matter how fast the Bloodslug reacted, it couldn't dodge this savage blow.
"Bang!"
A sound of flesh being torn echoed, the Bloodslug's tail was directly severed, a large amount of blood plasma gushed forth like a fountain, splattering on the ground.
