"Such a strong smell..." Everyone immediately couldn't help but step back, while Ling Mo suddenly froze. He stared intently at this "blood vessel," as countless images of blood threads swayed in his mind.
"This must be..." Ling Mo thought while pulling out a tactical knife from his leg, then squatted down under the surprised and shocked gazes of the others. He suppressed his nausea and forcefully picked out this "blood vessel" from the ruins. What amazed everyone was that the "blood vessel," which seemed to have started rotting, still possessed unusually strong tenacity. Not only did it not break, but the sound of bricks and rubble sliding came from around the "blood vessel."
"What's this? A tendon?" Mu Chen vaguely asked.
