Mo Ling watched as the Headless Giant rose from the ground. Its body, over three meters tall, towered before him like a great black mountain.
On the surface of the giant's body, black spheres constantly writhed. These small black orbs rose and fell like shifting sand, as if trying to swallow Mo Ling's very gaze.
After the giant stood up, it immediately reached for Mo Ling. But this was the Block Space; how could Mo Ling let it succeed? His vision plunged directly into the giant's arm.
The moment they were observed, the black spheres making up the giant's arm immediately began to break down and dissipate, turning into a wisp of black smoke and vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Having lost its arm, the giant couldn't maintain its balance and collapsed to the ground again. The black spheres writhed, filling the gap where its arm had been, and soon, the giant's arm grew back.
