In the dog's dream, it was fighting a very strange flesh-and-blood creature.
To be precise, the Dog of Death was being hunted.
Chen Qi had never imagined life could take such a form: a pair of falcon wings, a pair of human hands, hind legs like a bull's hooves, a thick turtle shell, and, strangest of all, no head.
But this cobbled-together lifeform was actually forcing the dog, with its Bloodline Ability, into a steady retreat.
'What a disgrace to Extraordinary creatures.'
If the Dog of Death knew of this assessment, it would surely feel indignant.
It wasn't that its Bloodline Ability was weak, but that its opponent simply couldn't be killed.
Especially since its opponent could continuously change its form in response to its attacks.
By the end, it had even evolved a dog's mouth.
The Dog of Death had been careless and gotten bitten, only to discover that its Bloodline Ability was starting to become ineffective against the monster.
