The surrounding tribe members, who were about to clean up the site and head back to rest, couldn't help but look toward Yuan Lang when they heard Wu Yue's shriek, which was so shrill her voice cracked.
But in the next moment, their gazes all filled with terror.
On Yuan Lang's arm—which had transformed into a claw and was covered in green slime—crawled a centipede the length of a forearm. Its sharp, dense legs gripped his arm so tightly that from a distance, it resembled a bracer.
Its forcipules, tipped with sharp hooks, repeatedly probed Yuan Lang's neck as if searching for a good place to bite, sending waves of fear through the watching tribe members.
Multi-legged insects were highly venomous on their own, to say nothing of one this unnaturally large; its toxicity went without saying.
Besides, as a Worm Witch, the Poisonous Insects raised by the Yan Yan's Tribe Witch would naturally not be harmless.
