"Hmm??" Liucangsheng looked at his retracted right hand, expecting it to be stained with enemy blood. Instead, his palm was covered only with the carcasses of a few bugs. This baffling sight made him frown involuntarily.
He looked up at the three masked men, a flash of doubt crossing his eyes. They did not seem like ordinary humans; their bizarre resistance and the insects that appeared out of nowhere made Liucangsheng realize that these enemies were somewhat peculiar.
"You three... are not human?" Liucangsheng asked while channeling his inner energy to shake the insect carcasses off his arm.
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