A thick black-green liquid, as viscous as tar, spurted out from the severed neck. Before the liquid hit the ground, the body, still carried by inertia, slammed heavily against a low wall five or six meters away, making a deafening thud.
What happened?
The thunderous roar made the fleeing team members abruptly halt and instinctively look back, with more than a dozen flashlight beams instantly shining on the source of the sound.
Cheng Ye had already landed after delivering a kick, dust scattering around his feet.
And the scene under the low wall.
Made three team members' legs go weak, causing them to collapse to the ground in shock.
The companion who was fine just moments ago now had tiny red conical points all over his body, like spikes piercing through his skin.
From the headless neck extended two chopstick-thick stems, topped with two protruding red eyeballs, rolling around like a crab's compound eyes.
