C418 It Was too Late to Fight

"Hoo! Hoo!" The iron stick in Blackhead's hand didn't matter how many antennae pounced over. Black Head treated these antennae as weapons.

He did not have the experience of facing these kinds of antennae. Ordinary weapons were only aimed at one direction, which was a long whip type weapon. There was no way to change the direction midway.

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