Like a whirlwind, slaughtering wildly in the water.
The giant figure showed none of the clumsiness expected of such a size, moving through the water like a whirlwind, brandishing two three-meter-long crab claw iron whips with fierce momentum.
Each swing whipped up spiraling spray and a bloody storm.
There was no need to aim for weak points; as long as the ordinary crab-men were brushed by the iron whip, their shells would crack open, flesh and blood smeared everywhere. If hit directly on the head, their brains would burst, dying on the spot.
Crash.
The river water was being continuously churned.
The blue-green surface was quickly covered with a thick scent of blood, blotches of red exploded from beneath, spreading downstream with the current.
This scene was like the "mowing down" graphics in an unrivaled video game. Even if occasionally, a stray crab-man swung its claw at him, Cheng Ye was unfazed.
