Chapitre 742: S-Seriously?!

Right at this moment, I saw the bloater/sprinter that was chasing after me tumble—like a person wearing high-heels do that shake shit—before it collapsed on the floor. I saw its right shin break inward before the other broke to the side, causing the bones to tear open its leg, making any movement impossible.

Despite that, its short flabby arms were still trying to reach for me but I quickly slashed them off before sinking my blade into its skull.

Its flesh and bones—like the rest of the bloaters I took down earlier—felt a little denser than an average human body but it was still far compared to the hulker we encountered. The hulker felt like cutting through kevlar while using a rusted butter knife while this one felt like digging through ice cream with a flimsy spoon.

'One more thing to do…'