Within the dueling arena constructed by the circus,
Four tooth-shaped depressions appeared around Zede's body. Just now, while displaying the framework's invincible form, Graton had delivered three bites even more powerful than before, yet Zede had still redirected them by swatting them aside.
Looking at the man who had once again surprised him, Graton decided to enter a special stance.
Click! Click! Click!
The mouths covering Graton's body began closing one after another,
They were not devouring space, but performing a strange kind of closure. Each mouth's lips flipped outward while its teeth clenched tight, exposing rows of pearly white teeth.
If the staff of the Dental Museum saw this scene, they would feel an intense urge to admire and inspect it.
As each mouth on Graton's body closed, it slightly swallowed the surrounding space, causing violent spatial contraction and compressing his flesh.
It was easy to see that the ground beneath him had sunk from the spatial compression, with the flooring pressed tighter and denser.
Every mouth's closure subjected Graton to immense spatial pressure. Even though his physique was outstanding among the Bloodfolk, he still trembled continuously as his body was gradually destroyed.
The moment his bones broke, they would be compressed together again,
Every cell in his flesh was subjected to intense pressure, forcing a certain special protein to begin secreting,
When more than half of the mouths had closed, a qualitative change occurred!
Although Graton's body had shrunk by a circle, parts of his skin had taken on the appearance of bright white shells. Upon closer inspection, these shell-like substances looked very much like teeth.
Click!
As the final mouth closed, Graton's originally over-three-meter-tall primitive body had returned to its normal range of two meters and ten centimeters.
Apart from the closed mouths spread across his body,