The sudden change caught Zhao Le off guard, but at this moment, Xiang Qiang's appearance made Zhao Le gasp in shock.
Looking at Xiang Qiang's body emitting black mist, his melting face, and that eerie smile, Zhao Le was so scared that he felt weak all over.
At this moment, the dagger was lodged in Dong Shaofeng's chest, and he had completely passed out, his life or death unknown... In terror, Zhao Le clutched his backpack, reaching inside with his hand.
But at this moment, Xiang Qiang removed the dagger with his hands, stood up, and muttered to himself, "I'm spared, I'm spared... someone is replacing me, someone is replacing me... Ah!!!"
Yet he fell painfully to the ground, clutching his decaying face, his voice gradually transforming from a human's to a piercing beast's roar.
"Help... help me... help me..." Xiang Qiang reached out in pain, as if trying to grab something, "I did as instructed... why... why..."
"Because the time is up."
