Fang Cheng stepped out of the darkness, a wound in his palm bleeding freely.
The blood flowing from it gathered without dispersing, taking the shape of a javelin before quickly hardening into a crystal.
This was the result of Fang Cheng's hard training over the past few days. He still couldn't control large quantities of blood out of thin air like Kiba Taishi, but controlling a small amount and hardening it into a javelin with Steel Blood to hurl at an enemy was a pretty good attack.
At least it was much better than going in barehanded. With Fang Cheng's current strength, a thrown javelin could punch straight through a steel plate.
"Ah!!"
The middle-aged man pinned to the wall let out a pained scream.
He grabbed the javelin with both hands and tried to pull himself free, but another javelin immediately flew over, pierced his shoulder, and sank deep into the wall.
The middle-aged man let out a second cry of pain—or perhaps it was more accurate to call it a scream.
His body rapidly swelled, stretching and tearing his skin and clothes to reveal dark brown flesh.
In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man had transformed into a giant toad, bigger than Fang Cheng's beloved motorcycle, with ugly warts covering its back.
This was the legendary Monster known as the Giant Toad, now finally revealed in its true form.
The Giant Toad's hands and feet were just like a human's, and it could grip things with ease. It grabbed the two javelins embedded in its body, wrenched them out, and held them in its hands like a spearman.
Fang Cheng had already thrown a third javelin, but it missed completely. The Giant Toad kicked off with its powerful legs and, despite its enormous size, shot up