บท 192: The Meetup Part 2

Gripping with intense pain, Lin Feng's breaths came out in ragged gasps. His gaze fell to his health bar, which showed only a minimal amount of health remaining. His situation was dire, and he knew he had to act quickly to preserve his strength.

"I need to consume!" he exclaimed desperately. Surveying his subordinates, Lin Feng's survival instincts took over. With a swift motion, he extended his arms, releasing tendrils of biomass that shot forward, piercing five of his subordinates. They didn't have time to react as the biomass enveloped them.

In a matter of seconds, their bodies disintegrated, turning into a crimson pool that flowed back into Lin Feng's tendrils, feeding him their life force. He glanced at his health bar again; it had increased, but not sufficiently. He needed more to regain his full strength.