Huo Yinyang and the others, having regained their senses, also swept their flashlights toward me.
In the intense beam of the flashlight, I finally saw clearly what was happening.
The thing flowing toward me was not foul blood, but streams of blackish-red Venomous Centipedees. There were simply too many of them, piled together into what looked like a puddle of water.
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