No matter how sturdy the fabric was, it could hardly withstand more than a few scratches from those sharp claws. Mu Xingchen could already faintly feel their chill against his scalp, as though at any moment they would pierce his hood and stab viciously into his head.
His fingers instinctively formed a hand seal he had seen in a book. His mind went blank, and he had no time even to wonder whether it would work. The next instant, golden light flashed at his fingertips, warmly driving the four-claw off his head.
"I... I did it!" Mu Xingchen yanked off the hoodie's hood, which had been cinched into the shape of a chrysanthemum, then bounced twice on the spot, his face full of excitement and delight, before trying to attack again.
Not far behind him, Pubu Gesang hurriedly urged, "Come give me a hand!"
Qi Gu sent the rune he had originally prepared for that four-claw in another direction, then focused more intently on his own situation.
At present, he and Lin Hanzhi were clearly more popular with these four-claws. The vast majority were attacking the two of them, with only a small number going after the other three.
Presumably, the Sea Lord had realized during their earlier confrontation that the two of them were harder to deal with, and had therefore chosen to attack this way.
The four-claws were still crawling out of the darkness in a dense, seemingly endless tide, almost covering every inch of the floor.
Even more frighteningly, these things not only crawled fast but could also climb walls, launching the occasional sneak attack.
The scene descended into utter chaos. Even several of the drones flying overhead were knocked down into the mass of four-claws, and their final footage before shutting down could qualify as the