Temperature Drops

Anomaly Membrane?

What was that?

Fang Yue was about to take a closer look, but the Sticky Cotton Anomaly had already attacked.

Before he could react, his body suddenly shuddered.

The Anomaly Value inside him turned into black mist and naturally flowed out of his body, forming a faint black film.

It was supposedly black, but the film was so faint it was almost invisible to the naked eye.

It was like having an extra layer of callus just beneath the surface of his skin—barely noticeable.

If he hadn't been able to distinctly feel his Anomaly Value circulating, he might have overlooked the film entirely.

That split second of confusion was all the Sticky Cotton Anomaly needed to reach him.

Its right hand transformed into a black blade just like Fang Yue's, and it slashed straight at his chest.

Clang!

A loud crash rang out, and a two-digit number appeared above Fang Yue's head.

-55.

If anyone had been there to witness this, they would have been stunned.

Given the Sticky Cotton Anomaly's strength and the level of their battle, it was rare for damage numbers to appear in the double digits.

And this was damage dealt by an anomaly to a human!

Fang Yue could clearly sense the Sticky Cotton Anomaly's surprise. It froze for a moment, then looked up at him in bewilderment.

Fang Yue snapped back to his senses and grabbed the Sticky Cotton Anomaly's Black Blade, then slashed it across the anomaly's body.

Squelch—

-15888!

Black blood sprayed through the air, accompanied by an enormous damage number.

Wincing in pain, the Sticky Cotton Anomaly let go of its Black Blade, as if it had severed its own arm like a gecko. It darted past Fang Yue and lunged toward Tian Wangchuan's corpse on the ground.

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