"Damn it! Go back to hell and stay there!"
The sharp spear tip plunged downward, and Wang Qiang thrust it heavily into the corpse dog.
As expected, the corpse dog let out a wild howl to the heavens, and a flow of thick black liquid dripped down through the punctured hole in its body.
Though the scene was terrifying and gruesome, it did not affect the corpse dog in the slightest.
On the contrary, Wang Qiang's attack only further provoked the latent beastly desire of the corpse dog.
Once again, it forcefully tore a large chunk of flesh off the woman's corpse. As it chewed, it slowly turned around.
Eyes met canine pupils, both burning with intense flames, each desiring to devour the other immediately.
With a provocative crunch, it swallowed the lingering meat strip, then licked its blood-stained jaw with satisfaction, greedily eyeing Wang Qiang. Its intent was clear: "You little thing, don't rush. Clean yourself up and wait there, I'll 'attend' to you next!"
