Chapter 976: His Armor Was Quite Pretty
A metallic tearing sound, like a mechanical malfunction, came from inside the Boar Warrior's body.
His arms, tightly wrapped in Totem Armor and raised high, suddenly bent at an extremely bizarre angle, folding backward at the joints by at least 120 degrees.
Crack, crack!
The Boar Warrior's elbow joints shattered at the sound.
Pale white broken bones jutted out.
The Bracers and armguards formed from Liquid Metal not only failed to protect him, but liquefied again, turning into metal tentacles that scrambled to burrow into his wounds. They wriggled wildly beneath his flesh, then became the sharpest steel needles, tearing through his skin and drilling out alongside shards of bone.
The Boar Warrior's roar turned into a scream.
The pride of a victor still hung on his face.
Yet a flood-like terror surged from the depths of his eyes.
That terror drove the Totem Armor further out of control.
The shoulder guards, armguards, Bracers, and Chest Armor all reshaped into gleaming blades with their points facing inward, viciously tearing at his flesh, chewing through his bones, and devouring his internal organs.
Gasps erupted from the audience.
But separated by the iron cage, no one dared rashly step into the arena and touch such a bizarre monster.
The Boar Warrior's limbs were all bound and broken by tentacles condensed from Liquid Metal.
He writhed across the ground in agony, yet had no ability to resist.
Even his throat was swiftly flooded with Liquid Metal, sealing his screams tight.
Very soon, as the Totem Armor completely lost control, he changed beyond recognition.
If the Boar Warrior had still been a warrior clad in armor just moments ago—
Then now, he was a monster that was half flesh and blood, half metal.
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