"No!"
The Poison Dragon watched as its claws were cut in half by the sudden Vacuum Strike.
A piercing pain spread from its hands.
Ten fingers linked to the heart!
Moreover, everything below its arm had been cut in half.
The immense pain caused even the powerful tier 8 Poison Dragon to almost faint from the pain.
Beads of sweat separated from the scales.
The eyes that had long turned white were waiting, as if they were using great willpower to resist the pain of losing an arm!
But at this moment.
The Poison Dragon saw a little bug.
No!
It was the pangolin, the spirit beast with the scales.
"It's not dead yet?"
Immediately, a wave of anger appeared in its heart.
One had to know that as the leader of all beasts, dragons also had their own pride.
Just like the king of the forest, the tiger.
