"Roar!"
Even though he couldn't avoid the attack, Noah showed no sign of weakness, wielding his Dragon Claw, spraying black Demonic Blood.
Noah knew his strengths and weaknesses. Compared with the Hell Titan before him, the techniques he had honed were naturally the weaker aspect. Yet, being in the Material Realm was his greatest advantage.
This Titan's every move seemed to brim with immense blood energy, as if possessing real blood and flesh. But all he had now was supplied by the Gate of Hell.
These were his two fatal weaknesses: seemingly powerful body, which actually couldn't compare to Noah's Ancestral Golden Dragon body; and the Gate of Hell, as long as it's destroyed, hell's will, no matter how mighty, couldn't project power into the Material Realm with complete protective rules.
Injuring the enemy a thousand times costs oneself eight hundred.
