The man watched his flesh on the back of his hand disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this moment, the white bone was already exposed, but strangely, he didn't feel any pain.
"No feeling, right?" Yang Ruxin looked at the other person with a playful smile.
The other person instinctively nodded.
"That's right then." Yang Ruxin nodded, seemingly satisfied, "I named this potion 'Euthanasia.' Unlike the Bone-dissolving Liquid, this only corrodes flesh, leaving the bones intact, and you feel nothing. Only at the moment of death will you feel an excruciating pain, and then you'll die in this heart-wrenching agony."
The man swallowed his saliva.
"Today, I'll let you experience it."
"No." The man finally couldn't hold on, "I'll talk."
At this moment, Du Yunpeng and Mark had already brought people to dig up the large tomb with the stone tablet, and when the coffin inside was opened, it turned out to be an entrance to an underground passage.
