Bitter victory
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Breathing heavily, Sheyan employed the probing ability of his helmet once again.
Instantly, he received a notification – [ Name: Plaga Type B Host ]
As for the other attributes, everything was – [ ? ? ? ? ] !
Just that single piece of information was sufficient to throw Sheyan into helpless desperation!
"No wonder I blasted its head with one shot, no, how is that even a head explosion? That was just me triggering its evolution from a Type A to a Type B. And to think I was gloating over defeating this Plaga freak!!!"
While he was lost in thought, that Plaga freak buried its head down towards him; casting a shadow that covered his face. Sprouting from its fleshy jaws, those ghastly sharp teeth continued revolving speedily, as Sheyan reflexively used his right arm to block...but in vain.
Like a blender, those jaws could grind through all sorts of material. Without a doubt, his arm was ground through in the blink of an eye and subsequently swallowed.