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But on the other front, the Netherworld Ghost Gods also suddenly began to roar wildly, bearing numerous scars from the previous combat. Some had their bodies riddled with holes from spears and lances, others had their chests and abdomens slashed open, spilling guts and intestines all over the ground.
These wounds actually make no more difference to the Ghost Gods than a cut on the arm does to a human. However, now, around those wounds, dark mist was swirling, spreading gradually along the injuries.
Their bodies began to grow larger and their forms became more ferocious, with black Nether Blood oozing from the wounds and solidifying into armor on their outer bodies, emitting a strong stench of decay. This armor was extremely sturdy, difficult to pierce even for the Cang Armor Guard reinforced with Gold Fiend's attacks. Their strength was also surprisingly great, with a full-on charge scattering the front ranks of the Martial Army.