Lin Fan’s walkie-talkie buzzed again: "The Wall-Clinging Anomaly has been handled. Xiaotian, stop biting it; that thing isn't clean."
In the eerie moonlight, Yang Jian stood with his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear pointed at the ground, while the Wall-Clinging Anomaly shivered beside him.
Just a moment ago, the Wall-Clinging Anomaly had been happily working away.
Chapter 999