The fishman drifted with its eyes tightly shut, its mangled body floating like a corpse slowly rising to the surface.
Feng Ling watched it quietly.
She wanted to ask: Did all you Xenomorphs disregard your companions' lives like this? You ran pretty fast.
Suddenly, the fishman opened its blue-gray eyes!
Its enormous tail immediately lashed out like a whip!
With that much force, it could instantly knock someone unconscious underwater!
But Feng Ling seemed to have anticipated it. Before the tail could reach her, four Fangs and Claws had already lunged forward and bitten down! They pierced through it and tore off four huge chunks of flesh!
The fishman twisted and struggled in the water, letting out a shrill howl!
The howl was cut short halfway through by a sweeping Bone Blade.
Its head floated on the river's surface, rocking with the waves, its face still bearing the terror and regret of its final moments.
—If not for that final strike, perhaps it really could have fooled Feng Ling and drifted safely past her like a corpse.
Feng Ling surfaced to catch her breath.
When she saw the head slowly drifting away, a pleased smile appeared on her face.
Sure enough, she still preferred prey that struggled.
Unfortunately, the thrill of killing was too fleeting, like a little bird lightly landing on the tip of her heart before quickly flying away.
The smile finally vanished from her face. She turned and stared expressionlessly toward the west, which had already gone dark.
Her emotions were like the black river before her, sinking deeper and deeper into its coldest depths...
She had been so close...
Just a tiny bit closer, and she would have seen through the entire mystery.
Her calm anger was like an invisible undercurrent beneath the river tide.
Feng