Von Klei's helmet was knocked off, and the armor around his neck was completely smashed.
Even so, the armor could still move.
The white light on Fang Zhen's spear flashed repeatedly as he continuously empowered it with the Power Mountain Seal.
After four or five spear strikes, Von Klei's main suit of armor was torn to pieces.
The two arms, the legs, the helmet, and the torso had all been battered apart.
But, bizarrely, even though Von Klei had been dismantled like this, he wasn't dead.
The separated pieces of armor still seemed to be alive.
The breastplate heaved up and down as if breathing. The leg armor, like muscles, shifted and squirmed toward the torso.
The fingers on the gauntlets of the two arms moved as if alive, using themselves like legs to crawl toward the torso. They even tried to pick up the head and reattach it.
The sight made Fang Zhen's skin crawl.
