Anna paused for a moment and said, "So, dear mother, please survive amidst sister's revenge."
Amidst the faint sounds, Sun Hang heard a bubbling "gurgle gurgle" noise. He turned around, only to see a deformed fetus floating up from the pool of blood. The fetus's abdomen still had an uncut umbilical cord, connected toward the mother's direction.
This fetus hadn't fully developed, its eyelids were still completely transparent, with two bloodshot and swollen eyeballs clearly visible.
A few fragmented verses of a Qiang mountain song accompanied by the cries of the infant echoed in the room. The viscosity of the blood pool instantly increased several times, enveloping Sun Hang's legs as if it were gradually solidifying cement.
"Is that it?"
Sun Hang extended his hand, and a large hand composed of mycelium reached toward the deformed ghost fetus, squeezing its head until it burst.
