"Splurt"
The faint sound of flesh being pierced was especially abrupt and jarring on this dark wasteland.
The six Mutants had been rushing to support the front line, still flying at high speed, but now they suddenly became as motionless as frozen sculptures.
They had no chance to react, nor was there anything unusual.
The moment they saw that streak of white, razor-sharp bone spikes precisely pierced their brains and mercilessly took their lives.
There was no time to activate their rules, nor to mobilize their psionic energy.
Before Lin An, who was already on the verge of reaching the peak stage of Mutation, they had absolutely no power to resist.
They were like squid skewered on a spit.
Lin An appeared between the six Mutants. In his current Aberration State, he seemed like a white death god.
Without needing to use psionic energy or fight with rules, every one of his kills was like a silent fierce ghost: appearing in an instant and erupting in an instant.
He ignored defenses and rules alike.
With every joint on his body capable of serving as a weapon, the bone spikes extending from him were like sharp swords, easily piercing the scales of these Mutants.
"Shhk."
The bone spikes slowly withdrew, bringing out bright-red brains mixed with white matter.
"Thud, thud."
Along with the dull sounds of the corpses hitting the ground, Lin An, who should have immediately pounced on them and devoured their flesh, now stood in place in an almost human manner. His scarlet eyes gazed blankly into the distance.
This was the second time he had looked over there.
Perhaps he had devoured enough Mutants.
After absorbing a vast amount of psionic energy and unknown soul power, he now seemed like a White Bone Monster as pure as jade.