Before the tentacles could squirm and connect the two halves of the mangled corpse, Qin Shou shot forth from the void once again, his battle axe crackling with streaks of black lightning, and struck down with a deafening roar.
"BOOM!!"
A thunderous explosion echoed across Mars, and the remnants of the creature instantly crumbled into ash.
Yet again, the system's notification sound did not appear.
"Still not dead?"
Shouldering the battle axe, Qin Shou's eyes widened in astonishment.
Even an undead monster reduced to ashes shouldn't be able to retain its vitality.
This ability far surpassed the blood-rebirth techniques of mystical powers by leaps and bounds.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Suddenly, the ashes in the sky rapidly condensed into a gigantic flower bud.
The bud began to bloom, radiating brilliant light that filled the heavens and the earth. Interwoven fangs emerged from within, releasing endless strands of golden pollen to impair Qin Shou's vision.
"The Flower God?"
