"Bang, bang, bang!" O'Brien's armor was on the verge of shattering, frequently defending but struggling to hold on.
His face was extremely grim: "How can it be so strong?"
Feeling an indescribable atmosphere, O'Brien realized that his consciousness was completely overwhelmed.
It was as if he found himself besieged by countless Dragon Elephant experts, every branch and every sword light packed a punch.
Combined, they coordinated seamlessly, quantitative changes resulting in a qualitative transformation.
In a moment of carelessness during the fight, his armor shattered completely, exposing his bare torso.
O'Brien was alarmed at the speed of Tai Sui's strengthening, wondering if he was dreaming?
"Clang!"
His weapon was struck out of his hand by the Demon Tree, his pupils constricted, and he was instantly torn into pieces.
"Mother, save me!"
His limbs and torso were sliced into pieces, blood staining the cloud sky, his head nearly severed.
