'Why is my vision so strange?'
Mo Ling felt a little dizzy from the shaky view. His perspective never allowed him to see the person's face clearly; he only knew his vision was constantly moving with this person.
After some time, the person finally caught up with the team.
However, something was wrong with the team.
While the team members had looked a bit weary before, they had been orderly. Now, they were in complete disarray, scattered in different positions and brandishing their weapons as if fending something off.
Even stranger, black stains had appeared on all of their bodies. These stains crawled all over their clothes and had even seeped underneath.
'What is that stuff?'
Once the view steadied, Mo Ling could finally see clearly. The black stains were actually some kind of writhing sludge!
The sludge wasn't seeping into their clothes from the outside; it was oozing out from their skin.
'It's crawling out of them!'
