Chen Mo looked at this scene in surprise, and saw that the few scales on the old man's neck, which were originally glowing with golden light, turned out to be like dead leaves that had lost their vitality. They curled up, turned black, and then fell off with "plop, plop".
As the scales peeled off, what was exposed was not normal human skin, but a shocking ulcer. The wound was deep enough to see the bone, and the flesh and blood took on a strange grayish color, as if it had been corroded by some kind of poison for decades, but not a drop of blood was shed. Only wisps of black air came out of the rotten flesh.
Intent: Thriller