Hoo——
The mountain mist lightly blew through the forest.
When the foul-smelling blood mist gradually dispersed, there was nothing left at the site hit by a Sonic Heavy Punch except for a large pit... it was empty.
"'Living Corpse,' watch out, behind you!"
Though he was shocked by his companion's powerful move, which even he knew nothing about, he appeared to be evasive and cowardly, yet he was the most deeply hidden among the four.
But "Poisonous Wolf" profoundly understood that the two were like grasshoppers tied to the same rope, if one was unlucky, the other would not fare well either.
However.
The price of the giant Fungal Strain Sewn Corpse gaining immense power was inevitably some clumsiness. After all, the inherent attribute of a tank is naturally armor, not agility.
"Hmm?"
"Living Corpse" Ulysses heard his companion's warning and immediately turned his head, which looked like a small walnut compared to his enormous body.
Crackle... Buzz...
