As soon as Sun Hang's words fell, the rain around him suddenly fell into a state of suspension—what was once a downpour from the sky seed as if soone had pressed a pause button, freezing in mid-air. Even the droplets that had splashed up from the mud weren't spared.
Sun Hang could even see the streamlined trails left by the scattered droplets in the air.
"What's going on with this rain?" Wang Xiyi instantly grew cautious, turning around to form a back-to-back defensive stance with Sun Hang.
"This rain doesn't seem very clean." Sun Hang reached out his hand, touching a suspended raindrop in mid-air. The mont his finger made contact with the rain, a bone-chilling cold surged through his entire body.
This feeling was sowhat similar to the ability of the Candle Dragon, yet not entirely the sa.
"Rainwater is inherently dirty," Wang Xiyi said, "It's mixed with a lot of radioactive dust, lethal 'dirty rain' for ordinary people without protection."
"No, I'm not talking about radioactive dust." Sun Hang rubbed the droplet on his fingertip, and before he could finish his sentence, the stationary rain suddenly started converging. In the blink of an eye, it ford into a completely transparent giant scorpion!
"The rain is a mystery creature too?!" Wang Xiyi's brows furrowed, but without hesitation, she puffed out her cheeks and unleashed a Dragon Breath towards the giant scorpion.
The mont the scorching Dragon Breath touched the scorpion's body, a great amount of steam erupted, forming a "fog zone" with extrely poor visibility.
"Watch out, this thing isn't dead," Sun Hang warned.
A Scorpion Tail Needle as large as a dieval knight's lance tore through the steam, aiming directly at the crown of Wang Xiyi's head!
Wang Xiyi was quick to react, flinging two orbs of dragon flas that instantly shattered the raindrop-condensed Scorpion Tail Needle!
"That's it?" Wang Xiyi smirked, exuding disdain.
"Watch the steam around you," Sun Hang said again.
"It's only about two hundred degrees," Wang Xiyi replied, "I'd consider it lukewarm even if I were using it for a sauna."
"That's not what I ant!" Sun Hang kicked Wang Xiyi squarely in the back—but his action was a tad too late. Before he could kick her away, six identical Scorpion Tail Needles suddenly erged from the surrounding steam, piercing through her body!
Not only Wang Xiyi but Sun Hang was also under attack— two Scorpion Tail Needles, one penetrated his left shoulder clavicle, and the other pierced from his side and erged from his lower abdon!
The two were lifted into the air and then heavily slamd into the ground.
"Sun Hang!" Zhong Ling's eyes widened as she intended to drive "Gargantel" over. However, the mysterious creature No. 001 suddenly appeared on "Gargantel's" shoulder, swiftly cutting through the safety locks on Zhong Ling's body with sharp claws, before carrying her and retreating nearly a hundred ters.
The next mont, the towering "Gargantel" was pierced by several Scorpion Tail Needles.
The enormous mysterious creature roared, swinging its arms to swat at the scorpion tails erging from the steam.
However, when its palm struck the scorpion tails, they shattered into raindrops scattered around, and after its palm passed, the tails reford into shape.
On the other side, Sun Hang, who was slamd to the ground, struggled to get back up—what would be fatal wounds for ordinary people took him only a few seconds to completely heal. The only discomfort was the piercing cold from the Scorpion Tail Needles still coursing through his body, causing him to involuntarily twitch from ti to ti.
Sun Hang tried to absorb the cold, but discovered it was simply not absorbable—it was neither a mystery creature nor contained any ... not even considered energy.
This cold seed to emanate from the Scorpion Tail Needle, yet in reality, it was Sun Hang's own reaction... The Scorpion Tail Needle's attack seed to have a disorienting effect on perception. Even if Sun Hang put his hand into a blazing fire, he would feel the flas as bone-chillingly cold—even though his hand was burned to the point of torn skin, he wouldn't feel any heat.
The good news was that this cold was rapidly fading, and besides occasional shivers, it didn't cause any significant adverse effects on Sun Hang.
Apart from the cold, the Scorpion Tail Needles also injected a mimic toxin into Sun Hang's body... However, compared to the unmanageable cold, the mimic toxin completely turned into Taotie's nourishnt.
But Wang Xiyi's situation was much worse than Sun Hang's.
Normally, a black dragon's recovery ability would surpass that of Taotie, but Wang Xiyi's horrific wounds showed no signs of healing—the granulation on the wound surface couldn't even gather before it rotted and festered into a ss; the broken bones did regrow but were twisted and crooked, so even piercing through internal organs...
The dragon scales on Wang Xiyi's body constantly shed and regrew, the sharp edges of the scales cut into the fair skin, and bright red blood flowed down her limbs, dripping into the mud.
Though Wang Xiyi wasn't dead, she was trembling continuously, her eyes were vacant, and she kept mumbling sothing... but this indistinct mumbling was intermittently interrupted by violent coughing, and with each cough, an indistinguishable mix of flesh and a large quantity of blood would co out of her mouth.
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