"What a peculiar creation..." Deng Lun's gaze burned as he stared at Chen Yu on Peggy's back in the distance. He wasn't looking at an enemy; he was admiring a masterpiece.
He seemed utterly unconcerned about being completely surrounded.
"You seem puzzled. Are you wondering why I'm not afraid?" he asked suddenly, his voice thick with curiosity.
Chen Yu's gel-like body stiffened for a moment.
'Who asked?'
Seeing the boss was about to start posturing, the Blood Legion, hovering in the air, responded instantly at Beet's command.
"HUMMM!"
Another dense volley of dark-red Moldable Blood Balls shot out like a meteor shower, raining down and blanketing the Blood Race Castle.
"THUD THUD THUD..."
The blood balls smashed against the castle's sturdy outer walls, exquisite stone carvings, and windows, making dull thuds. This was immediately followed by the loud "SZZZ" of intense corrosion, forcing the Blood Race members to scramble for cover in disarray.
