Ice was made of water, and when it melted, droplets ran down.
The Headless Giant was made of corpses, so its "melting" meant incomplete corpses, whole or half, flowing out of its body.
Especially from where Feng Ling had severed its head—one head after another squeezed out. Some faces looked familiar to Feng Ling, while others she did not recognize at all.
After three or five heads had been forced out, the neck could no longer bear the burden. Like an overloaded grapevine bent low, heads began dropping one by one from the giant's chest cavity.
"Ah..." Feng Ling blinked. She seemed to have seen He Yue Ning's head get squeezed out.
What was this doing?
Could it be that it was too exhausted from running the marathon, so it wanted to shed a few corpses and travel lighter?
Feng Ling thought that would be good too. If it became smaller, it should be easier to deal with.
Feng Ling was relaxed, because she felt that when it came to competing in energy and endurance, no Card could be stronger than the Hive.
In the distance, more and more corpses were falling off the giant's body.
After the heads were pushed out, the skin of its chest cavity split open as though a pit had been gouged into it. Strands of long black hair spilled out of the hollow, followed by two pale arms—
Slender fingers braced against both sides and tore the giant's chest wider open. A woman was crawling out from inside. She struggled to stick out half her body, revealing a face identical to Bai Lu's.
She was Bai Lu.
Feng Ling froze, suddenly feeling that this scene was familiar.
She quickly remembered that in Bai Shuang and Bai Lu's combat footage, she had seen a child