"Watch out!" Zimo shouted as he swung his sword, releasing a barrage of sword strikes.
Enshrouded in the thick, eerie mist, Zimo, Deng Kun, and Lang Bai were locked in a desperate life-and-death battle against the Abyssal Hydra, an ancient monster of nightmarish power.
Within the suffocating dark mist, their vision was blurred, and a terrifying pressure weighed heavily on their souls.
If not for their bloodline power, they would have succumbed to the overwhelming force long ago.
Bang!
"Ahhh!"
A miserable scream tore through the battlefield as Lang Bai was sent flying, his body crashing through several trees before skidding to a halt.
Against this monstrous being, their attacks were practically useless.
Of its twelve colossal heads, only three were engaged in battle—while the remaining nine observed them with twisted fascination.
Whoosh!