127. Life and Death Thin Line _3

"Boom!"

"Damn it!"

Old Jack suddenly embraced the firearms in his hands, rolling towards the side of the road without any other movement. As he rolled, his aged back flashed in pain, and his wrinkled face scrunched up as he clutched his back, gasping for breath without being able to speak.

"Damn! My back, you demi-human..."

"Sorry... I didn't mean to, I can't bear to look... Ah! They are coming!"

Despite apologizing instinctively, Moli kept her eyes closed, wildly swinging a streetlight towards the Human Worms ahead, causing cracks to form on the ground, not to mention directly hitting the flesh and blood bodies of the Human Worms.

Many Human Worms covered by the shadow of the streetlight were smashed on the spot, releasing a pungent, foul smell. Moli held her breath, focusing solely on combat.