Zhan Ling's seemingly delicate yet highly unorthodox punch slammed into Suit Man.
"Smack... crack-crack-crack!"
The sound of neck bones snapping rang out one after another. The man's head spun more than ten times as his body was sent flying heavily backward.
The face struck by the fist had been completely blown apart.
"Clang!"
His body crashed into the surface of the transparent barrier, sending layers of ripples across it. The sound of his spinal column breaking could be heard clearly.
If he had been any other expert, he would have spat blood from his mouth due to his severe internal injuries.
But what Suit Man spewed from his mouth was a large mass of black worms... Even with his neck twisted into a braid, his facial bones shattered, and his spine broken, the man's expression showed not the slightest trace of pain.
On the contrary, he became excited from feeling pain—a typical masochist.
"Wow, incredible! Truly incredible. It's been a long time since a human managed to make me hurt like this... What a wonderful feeling."
A large number of worms linked together and repaired Suit Man's back. He held his head with both hands and twisted it counterclockwise back into place.
"I take back what I said earlier. As expected of a woman standing at the top of the human food chain. Let me cast aside my precious status within the World Government and have a good time with you."
All at once, Suit Man's slender arms became swollen and enormous.
The muscular tissues in both his arms and legs were completely replaced by Hell worms, causing his strength to skyrocket.
The most striking feature was the thick worm tail that had grown from his back—a massive, pitch-black segmented tail with corrosive mucus oozing between the segments.
Suit Man's