Quicksand
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Fang Heng's pupils constricted.
Oh no!
It was a quicksand environment!
The fusion Tyrant form was huge and heavy. Once it fell into the quicksand, it would be difficult to break free, and once it was completely devoured by the quicksand...
It was still fine if it died because it could automatically revive after a period of time.
What if it was buried deep in the quicksand and couldn't die because of the effect of the undying body?
Wouldn't that be a huge scam?
Fang Heng was shocked and quickly stopped courting death. He controlled the fusion Tyrant form to return the way it came.
It seemed like the passage ahead was for the other party to continue.
Fortunately, the zombies weren't too deep in the quicksand area and could escape in time.
Fang Heng raised his head and continued to look at the group of mutated desert flying snakes.