The sound of Xingshuang tearing and swallowing like a starving ghost became the sweetest melody on the shore of the Cold Pool. Under its Platinum Ice Flame-covered sharp teeth, the massive severed limbs of the Ice Tentacles cracked like ice lollies thrown into a furnace, producing a teeth-gritting crunch as viscous, dark blue "blood" mixed with crystal ice shards splattered everywhere. Every shake of its head and tear was accompanied by a satisfied, deep rumble in its throat. The Platinum Ice Flame at its broken teeth and wounds grew visibly brighter and more solid, while the terrifying rope burns on its paws closed and healed at an astonishing speed, leaving only a few shallow, ice crystal-covered marks.
"Slowly... slowly... don't choke..." Chen Mo mumbled with a hoarse voice, leaning on his heavy Bone Club of a right arm as he watched Xingshuang's foolish, wolfish feeding frenzy. He was so hungry himself that his chest felt glued to his back, and his stomach felt as though an ice pick was churning inside it. His cold gaze swept across the scattered spoils of war on the shore—a few relatively small severed limbs of the Ice Tentacles that were still twitching slightly, radiating an alluring (?) astral cold force.
Eating them raw was out of the question! Chen Mo looked at Xingshuang's mouth, covered in dark blue mucus and ice shards, and then reflected on his own trace of Nirvana Edge that had only just recovered a fraction. Lord Dog (Xingshuang) had a special constitution a…
Chapter 124