Yang Fei suddenly opened his eyes.
He just happened to see, beneath the night sky, a bone-segmented arthropod spike slowly stabbing toward a nearby shrub.
In the shrub, Mad Blade sat cross-legged, eyes on his nose, nose on his heart, concentrating on moving his Qi-blood.
Enemy attack!
Yang Fei shouted, grabbing the rifle beside him, firing at the spike-like tentacle with a bang.
The monster's tentacle moved as fast as lightning, instantly dodging the whistling bullet.
However, at this moment, a female soldier screamed.
She was pierced through the heart by the spike of another monster's tentacle.
At the same time, the female soldier's body was lifted into the air by the monster's tentacle.
Blood poured from the corner of her mouth like a fountain.
Mad Blade jumped up at once, spotting a monster with eight tentacles pouncing down from the sky.
The tremendous power of the monster stirred a wild gale, sending debris flying all around.
