"With the dorm looking like this, where are we going to sleep tonight...?" Hand of God asked, staring at the twisted, entangled mass in the room where flesh, hair, and organs intertwined.
The good news was that this thing had crashed, and the likelihood of it reviving was slim.
The bad news was that it occupied most of the room. Only Wang Linchi's bed was unscathed, leaving the other two with nowhere to sleep for the night.
"Not 'we,' but 'you guys.' I have a bed. This thing has crashed, so it's safe. And with it here, no Erroneous Sins would be stupid enough to come near me," Wang Linchi immediately stated.
Because of the entangled mass, most Erroneous Sins would take detours. Although it might be less effective against those with intelligence, they wouldn't risk getting caught in it themselves; that would be disastrous.
"Then what about us? You can sleep here safely, but if we leave the dorm, we'll have to fight for our lives at night."
