Winter Hall Remote Control
At that moment, Merit Snake Beauty emerged from Song Shuhang's chest. She held Blood Bone in one hand and clutched the Face-Slapping Slipper in the other.
Then she swung Blood Bone and smashed it toward Frostcold Child's chest.
Bang~
Frostcold Child had nowhere to dodge. The blow landed solidly against his chest, sending him flying into the transparent barrier of the Personal Arena. He slid all the way down along the smooth barrier.
"Sss~~" Frostcold Child grimaced in pain. The armor over his chest had been smashed inward, leaving him feeling stifled.
Merit Snake Beauty's blow had been full of force. Furthermore, no one knew where that blood-red bone in her hand had come from. When it struck his chest, it had actually ignored the magical defenses of his armor and smashed the armor inward directly. The force had even penetrated through the armor and struck his chest. His ribs might have been broken.
"Tsk, you weren't killed." Song Shuhang sounded dissatisfied. The protective gear on the other party had saved him once.
"What kind of Three Heads and Six Arms is this?!" Frostcold Child's hands trembled. Where was the Three Heads and Six Arms spell he had heard about? Where had these three heads and six arms come from? Besides, whose Three Heads and Six Arms spell had its head and hands emerge from the chest?! This was a horror movie!
"Oh, sorry. Since your Spirit Ghost was invited off the stage, my Three Heads and Six Arms is missing one head and two arms. But it's fine. I'll make up for them." Song Shuhang said this as he spoke.
Then he took Onion Lady out of his Inch-Shrinking Bag.
Onion Lady: "..." She had already guessed what Song Shuhang wanted to do.
Song Shuhang