Chapter 277: The Cthulhu Monster The Polluted, Captured, It's Harvest Time (4K)

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"Hiss—!!!"

Seven snake heads lifted skyward, their mouths gaping wide to expose enormous fangs as they emitted a cry of utmost agony.

Transformed into a Naga and bereft of the majority of its cognitive abilities, it couldn't comprehend what had happened, only that the seemingly insignificant insect that had inexplicably filled it with a sense of danger had vanished abruptly, only to reappear at its side, followed by a sensation of being torn apart.

An excruciating pain tore through its heart, and a wave of terror it had never felt before, as if it were the prey of a natural predator, swept through its entire body.

Its robust flesh began to weaken at a rapid pace, becoming more fragile, as if turning from stone into an egg, its once-flawless, Divinity-infused scales progressively dulled, dried up, then cracked, withering away like fallen leaves.