"Don't... I'm not attacking..." Jiang Weijiang pleaded with bulging eyes, "I'm destroying myself... give me half a minute... half a minute is enough..."
Lin Huan, however, didn't hear any of this; blackness had already fused into her eyes, as the King Insect's contamination slowly began to be injected.
"Don't... don't..." Jiang Weijiang's moans grew weaker and his body began to slacken.
But just when people thought he was about to die, and the experiment had failed, Li Qingming suddenly pulled off his shirt.
Clear black lines appeared, centered around his chest, slowly spreading outward.
"Ahh... ahhh..." Jiang Weijiang suddenly threw his head back, struggling like Han Chun had at the beginning, his hands twisting violently, seemingly trying to pull something out of his body, "Please... don't... kill... me..."
