As the Sword pierced into his flesh once again, another kind of pain surged through him, like fire burning in every meridian of his body, forcing a miserable scream out of him.
He uncontrollably lashed his tail, trying to fling the Human on his tail off.
But Qian Jiyun was like he was nailed onto him; he just couldn't shake him off.
When An Jiuyue caught up, this was exactly what she saw. The Silly Dragon was sitting on her shoulder, and couldn't help swallowing hard.
"Uh, so… do we still need to do anything?"
With how things were now, that Evil Dragon's screams were already that tragic. No matter what they did next, there's no way that Shadow Spirit Monster would believe they were evenly matched, right?
There can't be such a stupid Shadow Spirit Monster, right?
"Of course we still need to do something."
