"Kill me?"
"With what?!"
Qin Chen commanded the Devouring Ants to immediately slip into the spot where the Three-headed King's spider head had been severed.
"Ah!"
The Three-headed King let out a miserable cry.
The Devouring Ants burrowed into its body, devouring its flesh and blood. This biting sensation was nothing short of torture.
No one could withstand it.
Moreover, the most crucial part was that the essence of its blood and flesh was being ravenously consumed by the Devouring Ants. It not only had to endure immense pain but its strength was rapidly weakening.
Let alone killing Qin Chen.
"Die!"
Seeing this, Qin Chen hesitated no more, leaping up and decisively cleaving the Three-headed King's body in two with the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade.
The blood of the Three-headed King was a feast for the Devouring Ants.
In less than three breaths of time.
