In less than fifteen meters, the Doomsday Messenger couldn't maintain balance and quickly flew out.
The Three-Eyed Crow on its shoulder also swept away its fatigue, flapping its wings and spiralling up towards the top of the cave.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch! It hurts a bit! Hurts more than before!!"
Having eaten a full set of the 'Mechanism Water Gun', the Doomsday Messenger unexpectedly rose fiercely, with a faint trace of blood seeping from its previously indented forehead.
But it still bounced around energetically, unaffected by any damage.
With a wave of its hand, the staff that had fallen to the ground appeared in its hand. The Doomsday Messenger hobbled along with the staff and, using a comical yet awkward motion, took it upon itself to stand ten meters in front of the small tadpole.
"Come on, carry on!"
"I want more intense pain! Beat me to your heart's content! I will feel it fully!!"
"Yiye??"
GuaGua was a bit puzzled.
