Miniature Catastrophe

The sharp bone spurs were extremely fast, and when Tom reacted, the bone spurs pressed against his forehead but stopped.

The purple rose stiffened in front of him, and his body could not help shaking. At the same time, his throat made a gurgling sound, and white foam came out of his mouth.

This series of dramatic changes left Tom puzzled, and then the long haired woman ran behind the Purple Rose and took out a hollow thorn to prick her neck, causing her convulsions to gradually weaken.

"You are really lucky. If her illness persists for another second, your head will be like a funnel." The long haired woman smiled at him and picked up the limp purple rose. Wave your hand towards the crow hovering in the air.

The mutated crow landed beside her, and she put the purple rose on it.