The old moth looked at its broken and scattered teeth on the ground, filled with shock and defeat.
Its entire worldview collapsed in that instant.
As a member of the Dream Moth Race, from the moment of birth, it was dedicated to researching creatures of various planes.
They were familiar with the weaknesses of various creatures, understood which flaws were easiest to break through, and knew how to create dreams that could precisely crush a creature's mental defenses, thereby achieving the goal of seizure.
In their recorded inheritance, humans had always been synonymous with fragility. But now, this seemingly insignificant human before it could destroy its hard and sharp teeth with the most vulnerable part of himself?
Not only was the old white-haired moth behind Lin Yi deeply perplexed, but even the other dream moths subdued by the Blue Star War Gods all widened their eyes in astonishment.
