Yang Yong planned to strike while the iron was hot and first refine a prototype of the Nine Nether Bone Armor.
But Yang Yong had forgotten...
He still had the consciousnesses of two old fossils inside him.
The White-Bone Giant reacted first.
"Brat! What are you doing?"
The White-Bone Giant's consciousness suddenly went on alert.
It sensed Yang Yong's consciousness mobilizing something.
Something that filled it with instinctive fear.
It wanted to resist, to reclaim control over the bone armor.
But it couldn't.
Its consciousness was trapped in the right half of his body, suppressed by both the Evil Eye Master and the Thousand-Hammer, Hundred-Refinement Furnace.
It was like a prisoner bound to a chair, watching helplessly as a butcher sharpened his blade.
"Bastard! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
The White-Bone Giant's consciousness roared and struggled frantically, trying to assault Yang Yong's consciousness.
Whoosh...
A wave of light launched later but struck first, blasting straight into its Consciousness Body and knocking it back.
Was this... kicking someone while they were down? Yang Yong thought.
That wisp of the Evil Eye Master's consciousness appeared in the sky, looking down on the White-Bone Giant from above.
Behind it, eyes began appearing one after another in the Consciousness Space.
The eyes opened-vertical pupils, horizontal pupils, compound eyes. All kinds of eyes focused on the White-Bone Giant at once.
"Hahaha, you little bone brat. Never thought you'd see this day, did you?"
The Evil Eye Master's voice brimmed with undisguised gloating.
Then those eyes began attacking.
Flames spewed from one eye.
A water dragon surged out of another.
Wind blades, lightning, poisonous mist, Ice Spikes...
Attacks of every element rained down on the White-Bone Giant.
These attacks couldn't do it any real harm, but...
They were like a swarm of mosquitoes buzzing around