Chapter 147 - 60. Human Worm_2
The muscles of his body twisted and turned, and a fist, seemingly carrying flames, struck his Handcane. The force transmitted through the Handcane, turning it into a steel spike that pierced swiftly into the opponent’s body, running straight from the opponent’s mouth and out the back of their skull.
Gobs of pus started seeping from the unsightly holes that appeared on the grotesque body. Thankfully, his Handcane was wrapped in magic, otherwise it would have been too filthy to use. Meanwhile, the foul-smelling liquid, like a fountain, spilled from the sky, as if someone had upturned a toilet over Saint Nali.
Fisher’s complexion changed abruptly, and he quickly leaped away to avoid getting sprayed with anything from the frenzied gush of the beast.
"Yowl!"
After releasing a final shriek that sounded like a woman’s screech, the creature fell helplessly to the ground, drained of strength. Yet its muscles continued to twitch awkwardly, still struggling against death.
Fisher caught his Handcane that fell from mid-air and frowned as he surveyed the nearly deceased monster on the ground.
But he had to find Elliog; just as he was about to get up, he saw Elliog emerge unharmed, leisurely walking back with two knives on her back through the wild thistles, her face devoid of surprise and still lazily yawning.
"Oh? There’s another one here that ran away. You took care of it, huh..."
Elliog rubbed her eyes, unable to muster any enthusiasm. Fisher glanced at her, noting that she had no wounds and was unsoiled, then redirected his gaze.
He squatted down and examined the huge creature on the ground, resembling a bug. He asked,