C3889 phagocytosis and refinement
"Hiss!"
"Hiss!"
This mist poison could even corrode the Void of the universe. As the black and green poisonous mist slowly spread out, from the Void that the Flying Centipede passed through, a sound that was as dense as rain could be heard.
It was extremely weak, yet it carried a strange aura that caused one's hair to stand on end
