"It's trying to escape!"
Samuel Collins, upon witnessing this scene, cried out anxiously, then suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly covered his mouth.
The next second, he saw a streak of light, whooshing after the fleeing figure.
"Still thinking of running?!"
Greg Jensen's expression was cold as he hurled the Twilight Snow Knife, which flew like an arrow, fiercely stabbing towards the Yamata no Orochi.
In a moment of desperation, the Yamata no Orochi turned its head and caught the Twilight Snow Knife in its mouth.
Crack!
The otherwise invincible Twilight Snow Knife was actually bitten in two.
Greg Jensen's heart ached, and his rage intensified. He split his hands apart, turning them into dragon claws, and viciously swiped down.
Splurt!
The hard scales, under the dragon claws, seemed like a joke, as easily pierced as tofu.
A large chunk of flesh was violently torn off, causing the Yamata no Orochi to howl in pain and flee even more swiftly.
