Chương 435: Perverseness Is The Grand Prize’s Specialty

As a sharp female voice rang out from the soil bridge, a large shadow spread its wings and flew into the sky.

The scream lasted for half a second as it was nipped off by a thumping sound. Only the echo was left resonating through the shades of night.

Then, a murmur of whispers came from the dark. Lin Sanjiu sighed as she slumped to the ground, deactivating her [Consciousness Mimicry].

"It's true! Number 45 has been bitten!" Number 43 darted a glance at them and crouched down. His eyes under his bandana were large, "How did you know it would be her?"

Lin Sanjiu didn't respond; instead, she asked a question which was unrelated to the topic they were engaging in, "Can you remember the size of the soil chunk that you accidentally kicked in the chamber?"