Seeing Quirut’s current state, Bostaf knew he had to take action.
Otherwise, once Rein truly deals with the opposition, the situation would completely collapse.
"Swish!"
Bostaf, holding the Blade Spear, charged toward Rein like lightning!
Just as he was performing the most basic yet refined Stab toward Rein’s back, suddenly, Rein turned rapidly, catching the top of the Blade Spear with a single hand, while a slight smile appeared on his face as he looked at him.
In the next instant, another giant claw was fiercely coming down on Bostaf’s head!
"Not good!"
Unable to tug on the Blade Spear, Bostaf decisively chose to let go of the spear grip, crossing his hands over his head, to defend against this claw strike.
"Boom!!!"
A shockwave suddenly swept all around.
Bostaf, who stood eighteen ters tall, was like a nail hamred into a board, his body half buried into the ground, below the waist, sinking eight or nine ters instantly, showing the sheer Strength of that claw.
At this mont, Bostaf’s eyes, mouth, nose, and ears were oozing fresh blood, his head was buzzing, and the Dragon Scales on his arms had burst, revealing blood-red muscles like threads on his skin.
"Impossible! How can he be this strong!"
"He should be about the sa as ! How can he be this strong!"
Bostaf’s eyes were wide open, shouting in his heart!
He certainly didn’t know that Rein had a system that could absorb Blood Essence from other Dragons or Dragon Descendants, thus enhancing his own Dragon Bloodline Concentration.
Before Rein fought the Void Dragon, in absolute Strength, perhaps Rein wouldn’t be much stronger than Bostaf.
But once Rein absorbed an entire Void Dragon’s Bloodline Essence, the gap began to widen...
Looking at the current result, it seems the gap widened quite a bit.
As Bostaf scread internally, Rein’s attack hadn’t ended, and he once again struck a claw downward like lightning.
"Boom!!!"
The second claw struck down!
Another shockwave swept across the surroundings, and Bostaf’s position had already ford a crater.
This ti, Bostaf’s stout arms, following the burst of Dragon Scales, had most of the thick blood-red muscles blown away, bones fractured, yet relying on persistence, his bloody ruined hands still barely maintained a crossed posture.
The color of the Dragon Scales on his body shifted from yellow to green, then to red, as if his body was showing signs of going out of control.
However, due to the two consecutive attacks, the ground had been compressed quite a bit.
This ti, Bostaf didn’t sink much further into the ground.
Huh?
Rein seed to exclaim slightly; Bostaf’s level of persistence was a bit unexpected to him.
However, he didn’t want to delay any longer. He needed to eliminate the opponent.
After all, if it dragged on further, Quirut from the Secret Snake Sect would co up again, and in his four-form state, his Physical Strength was extrely depleting.
Thus, Rein’s third attack ca.
"Ah!!!"
Bostaf scread with all his might, shouting to the sky!
He knew, if he just held on a little longer, Quirut, recovering from the Secret Snake Sect, would co to support him, then he’d survive!
But suddenly Bostaf froze, because he didn’t see Rein’s claw shadow, but instead saw a familiar spear shadow.
Because this ti, Rein’s attack wasn’t a claw.
"Squelch!"
Only to see Bostaf’s Blade Spear was heavily thrust down by Rein’s other giant claw.
From Bostaf’s skyward roaring mouth, it pierced through his head, neck, chest, and abdon, like a kebab, standing directly on the ground.
And at this mont, Bostaf’s bulging eyes, spasming body, with ruined arms still held high in a crossed position, seem to not fathom why the third attack wasn’t a claw strike?
How could it not be a claw strike!
Unwilling....
Only to see his massive Dragon-man body twitch a few tis, then dangling on the straight Blade Spear, completely motionless.
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