"These legs... are they the limbs of a curse? Dismembered and then separately suppressed?"
Just in that brief moment of distraction, Luo Di felt an unusual sensation in his throat, as if fish scales were growing on the surface of his tonsils.
The mutation was rapidly spreading within his body.
Thankfully, the Hell characteristic and the passive effect of the gray tentacle flesh were present, which would try to clear out any foreign object as soon as it was detected.
Though it couldn't be completely eradicated, at least it would buy more time.
Meanwhile.
Katayama also moved on his own, using special perception methods, tore the wallpaper, and found two arms buried inside.
Roughly fifteen minutes passed, and both returned to the entrance hall.
A series of dismembered corpses had been found,
Showcasing various degrees of damage, breaks, and twisted limbs, some even missing toes and fingers.
