Chương 725: 381 Evil Camp (4100)_2

Szzz... Sizzle... Sizzle...

Listening to this corrosive sound, Bloodhand's smile broadened. He slowly retracted his right hand, waiting for the person inside the carriage to scream and run out.

"Bloodhand, Bloodhand … your... your hand!"

Bone Shard, who had been silent all this while, suddenly exclaimed loudly.

"What?" Bloodhand furrowed his brows, he hated to be interrupted while killing. But in the next second, Bloodhand staggered back in shock.

"My hand!!!"

He held up a naked forearm where his deformed claws had vanished, leaving a small piece of bone melting slowly like hot chocolate. Bloodhand's pupils massively dilated as he noticed the even more scarlet spots spreading over the red energy covering his arm.

These scarlet spots seemed like sharp teeth silently gnawing his skin, muscles, blood vessels, and bones. They didn't spare the dark red energy under Bloodhand's control, decomposing all them into bits!