552 The Dawn of the Plague

Grahhhh! 

Like a person possessed in a movie scene the now badly broken down lady in blue rose out of the rubble with a not so intact appearance. 

What? 

Thack, thack, thack!~

A stream of cracking noises echoed, as everyone watched with transfixed horror as the lady's neck bent and twisted in a broken zigzag manner. 

Forget about the broken neck. 

Let's talk about the fact that there was a large see-through hole on the left side of her face that ate up half of her lips. 

"Bold!" 

Her roar made many shiver in their boots when feeling the immense pressure she released. 

Now, her face was no longer breathtaking, but rather, looked like fake human skin that was waiting to be peeled off. 

Along with her, the other 4 no longer had relaxed expressions, especially when knowing that a mere ant, a creature that was meant to be their food, dared to touch one of them.