With the lightest of scratches, a large piece of flesh detached itself from his body and fell to the ground. At present, his physical body was not just weak, it could only be described as horribly frail!
Ouyang Xiaoshe shrieked and clawed at himself desperately. His entire skin and flesh had been clawed away, yet, he only felt the itch instead of the pain, as if it was the only thing he could feel at that moment. Unable to endure it any longer, he dashed outwards a few feet frantically and rolled himself against the ground, rubbing his skin against the rough surface.
The places he came into contact with were left with bloodstains mixed with gory pieces of flesh.
He screamed, moaned and cursed, rolling on the ground hysterically.
"Give me a quick relief!"
"Relieve me of this misery!"
Ouyang Xiaoshe screamed and begged in desperation.
Stomp!