The sudden change happened in an instant. Before Han Shuo could react, the strange arm had dragged the Golden Armored Corpse beneath the swamp, leaving only a few small bubbles.
Han Shuo froze, then leaped into the swamp. With a thought, he sent the Seventeen Flying Swords whistling out, plunging straight into the mire.
Han Shuo and the Golden Armored Corpse shared a mental connection, allowing him to sense the Golden Armored Corpse's location clearly. The Seventeen Flying Swords flashed out of sight, all sinking into the swamp. Before Han Shuo had even drawn close, earthshaking booms erupted from deep within it, and jets of filthy mud and water shot into the sky.
"Come out!" Han Shuo shouted coldly, directing the Seventeen Flying Swords to wreak havoc beneath the swamp.
The Seventeen Flying Swords pierced a humanoid creature wrapped tightly in sludge, forcibly hauling him up from the depths of the swamp. Several of the swords kept striking his body with a rapid clatter, producing the ringing clangs of metal striking metal.
"What kind of monster are you?!" the Golden Armored Corpse cursed, flying out after the humanoid creature. Covered in mud, he was spitting out mouthfuls of highly poisonous sludge.
"Lolth, why is it you?" A hoarse growl came from the humanoid creature. Sparks flickered across his body amid the Seventeen Flying Swords, and the mud on him slowly fell away.
In the blink of an eye, not a trace of filth remained on him, revealing a body with a metallic sheen to everyone. He had a human shape, but the contours of his body resembled iron and stone. His eyes glimmered with a dim, gray light, making him look indescribably strange.
The Seventeen Flying Swords possessed powerful corrosive power, but their clattering strikes against this fellow seemed to