Ribbit—!
One after another, the mutated figures bent their legs and sprang forward. Their jumping power was terrifying—bodies soaring several meters into the air.
One group released green, slimy water polos and crescent-shaped water blades that whistled through the air. The others lashed out with their tongues, snapping them forward like whips.
"Hey, coming all at once is shameless!" Feng Ran shouted as he and Baoyin were forced to abandon the guard post.
Smash!
The wave of attacks landed heavily against the structure, leaving behind twisted metal and cracked concrete, groaning under the impact.
Greenish mucus splattered across the ground and walls, sliding down in thick, sticky trails.
"Disgusting!" Feng Ran wrinkled his nose and cursed as several drops sprinkled onto his sleeve and shoulder. The smell was nauseating, like rotting bodies left too long under the sun. He would definitely need a long bath after this—maybe two.
