“What happened to him? Luo Yuan, hurry! Come and see!” Huang Jiahui’s voice had a tinge of fear, interrupting Luo Yuan who was slicing a hardboiled egg.
His heartbeat became a little erratic. Luo Yuan kept his knife back into its sheath and hastened there. Looking at Chen Xianfeng’s body, he had a bad feeling.
Chen Xianfeng’s condition did not seem right. He was having uncontrollable muscle spasms. His hair was falling off bunch by bunch. Even his nails were growing unnaturally fast and did not resemble those of a human’s anymore. The tips were pointed and glowing in black with a metallic lustre, looking extremely sharp. What was more horrifying was that his flesh started to grow a rough, horned layer, that covered his whole body like an armor.
“It’s dangerous here. Everybody, back off!” Luo Yuan did not hesitate with his command.
Even if he had not commanded so, everyone had already moved four or five meters away.