The Steel Bone Race boasted bronze skin and iron bones, giving them astonishing Defense Power.
However, their eye sockets were a relatively vulnerable spot.
Who could have imagined Mo Kai would be so insidious? Gang Yue certainly never expected his teammate to hand over an easy kill so early on.
"Ugh... Ah... Mo Kai, you..."
Mo Kai's fingers dug deeply into the Steel Bone's eye sockets, accompanied by wave after wave of terrifying summit aura.
The Steel Bone nearly suffocated from the pain.
These summit auras were weak; if he had been at his peak, the Steel Bone wouldn't have cared at all.
But the current situation was different.
He had already been pushed to the brink of death by Qiu Fenghai. Coupled with Mo Kai's sneak attack, he instantly entered a near-death state—the kind not even an Immortal could save.
"To be slain by me, Mo Kai, is your good fortune, Steel Bone."
