Lumbar vertebrae, thoracic vertebrae, ribs.
The black tendrils, like parasitic vines strangling trees, centered on the spine and spread outwards, winding and clinging to the bones.
What's going on? Mo Si, are you out of control?!
The incident occurred abruptly, and intense, excruciating pain assaulted his entire body. Li Ang felt as if his head would explode in the next second. He used all his reason, desperately trying to suppress the erosion of Mo Si.
BUZZ—
Under the constraint of his will, the internal Mo Si suddenly paused, shifting from its original rapid expansion to a slow crawl, clinging to the outer layer of the periosteum as it climbed forward.
The pain slightly subsided. Li Ang's expression turned rigid. He gently released his Telekinesis, turning his body and heading toward the living room of his residence.
