"As you wish."
Ghost Shovel's figure vanished instantly from where he stood.
Li Ang only felt a blur before his eyes as his retinas struggled to register Ghost Shovel's attacking form.
He barely managed to lift his enhanced Triangular Spear, blocking the incoming Chopper. However, the force transmitted through the spear shaft was so immense that it drove his feet deep into the ground.
SHINK—
Ghost Shovel twisted the blade, slicing cleanly down the spear shaft and severing the four fingers gripping it.
The fingers spun through the air.
The next second, the Ink Silk within the phalanges spread out, connecting to the severed surfaces, dragging the fingers back to the point of severance.
Ink Silk repaired the tendons, filled in the bones, and replaced the nerves, as if nothing had happened.
"Interesting."
Ghost Shovel's eyes narrowed slightly as he observed this scene and asked, "Are you repairing the injury or directly replacing the lost parts of your body?"
