The blood-red Light of Annihilation continued to corrode the flesh on Lin Yuan's arm.
First, the skin melted, then the flesh melted. By the time Lin Yuan grasped the bloody large eyeball on the magic staff,
his arm was nothing but stark white bones.
The pain was heart-wrenching!
Lin Yuan forced himself to endure, roaring like a prehistoric beast to alleviate his pain.
When his hand, left only with stark white bones, grasped the bloody large eyeball, it was as if he was holding a burning coal.
No matter how painful it was, Lin Yuan had to endure.
At this moment, even the remaining bones of his arm began to turn brittle under the blood-red Light of Annihilation.
Lin Yuan knew his hand couldn't last much longer; if it remained exposed to the blood-red Light of Annihilation, the whole arm would turn to nothingness.
By then, all efforts would have been in vain.
Thinking of this, Lin Yuan quickly retracted his arm, left only with stark white bones.
Yet at that moment...
