The Wolf King, or more accurately, the totem armor on the Wolf King's body was indeed in a completely different state from before.
Earlier, his totem armor had been like solid steel and silky mercury.
Now, the surface of his armor was rippling densely, and even small bubbles were popping up.
It was like a bunch of goosebumps, but also like a boiling pot of oil.
No, it was not just the Wolf King's Six-kill Armor.
It was also Meng Chao's own totem armor.
"How interesting."
Meng Chao raised his arm and opened his palm, observing the restless armor on his palm and fingertips with interest. He muttered to himself, "Are you... afraid?
"It's a liquid metal-like substance that can be independently condensed into a killing statue and attached to powerful carbon-based intelligent life forms to help carbon-based powerhouses break through the life barrier. It seems to be very afraid of a small, ugly, and weak human-faced spider. Why?