A huge pig's eye locked onto Fang Cheng. Its head tilted back, and its mouth, packed with tusks and sharp teeth, snapped open and lunged down at him.
If it caught him, being swallowed whole would be the only way to die with his body intact.
It was too late to pull himself away with Blood Thread, so Fang Cheng used Word Spirit Art on himself.
"Repulsion!"
He was instantly flung through the air by a powerful force of repulsion.
With a snap, Otu bit down on nothing but air.
"Repulsion!"
Fang Cheng's flying body abruptly shot back toward it. A drill formed from blood appeared in his hand, aimed straight for Otu's eye—its only weakness.
Otu knew its weakness was its eyes. Seeing Fang Cheng fly back toward it, it instinctively began to shut them, trying to protect them with its eyelids.
"Ultimate Bliss Heaven!"
Fang Cheng used this Word Spirit Art on Otu again.
As he cast it, a chill ran through his whole body, and the Evil God's whisper in his ear grew clearer.
Though he couldn't understand the words, Fang Cheng knew exactly what the Evil God meant: Keep going. Don't stop!
It was ridiculous. Every time he used it, the Evil God had to whisper in his ear not to stop.
If he'd had a choice, Fang Cheng really wouldn't have wanted to use these creepy techniques again. Sooner or later, the Evil God would drive him crazy.
Otu, just about to close its eyes, was hit by Ultimate Bliss Heaven and fell into a stupor.
The effect lasted only a single second, but that was more than enough for Fang Cheng.
He used Repulsion to close the distance quickly, then plunged the drill in his hand straight into Otu's eyeball.
Whether it had mastered