Finally, all the energy in its body seemed to be scattered and emptied, unable to muster even the slightest bit of strength. At this moment, it couldn't even struggle desperately, and the sound of its cries grew weaker and weaker, until finally there was no movement at all.
The gigantic centipede lay quietly in the woods, at first glance appearing like a dead black python stretched across the hillside, completely silent.
"You might as well give it a swift end..."
At this moment, a cold voice came from behind.
Gu Mo, who was swinging a folding chair down like someone beating a corpse, suddenly froze. He maintained the posture of holding the chair high, glanced back, then quickly turned around, hiding the bloodstained deadly weapon behind him, and flashed a natural smile.
"Kikyo, good morning..."
"It's already noon."
