Symbiote Squad

"You can freely transform into whatever cold weapon you want. That ability is pretty good, but your weakness is far too obvious.

You need my boss to modify you. With my boss's abilities, he can definitely make you nearly perfect.

By then, you might become a fairly useful weapon in our hands." Looking at Riot before her, 2B spoke thoughtfully.

"A weapon? I am the leader of a five-million-strong Symbiote army, and you merely see me as a weapon? Woman, you underestimate me too much."

Hearing 2B's words, Riot felt utterly humiliated. What a lofty status he held within the Symbiote army—when had he ever suffered such an insult?

It immediately drove him into a frenzy. Although the high-frequency vibrations caused him unbearable pain, they could not kill him anytime soon.

And as long as he was not dead, he still had a chance to turn things around. He would never give up resisting so easily.

At that moment, both his hands immediately gripped the Miao Saber embedded in his body, stopping it from vibrating.

At the same time, his body abruptly shifted to the side. Ignoring the fact that his body was being cut apart, he forcibly tore himself free from the Miao Saber.

Freed from the Miao Saber's restraint, Riot became arrogant again. One of his hands transformed into a curved blade and viciously slashed at 2B's head.

2B still did not dodge and simply let him strike. The sharp blade hit the top of 2B's head, yet not only did it fail to harm her in the slightest, the blade itself shattered outright.

"Damn it, what kind of body is this? How can it be so hard?!"

Seeing that he could not break through 2B's defenses, Riot rapidly retreated while smashing the other glass jars containing Symbiotes