Even with the River-Overturning Crocodile's sluggish neural responses,
when Meng Chao bit down hard on its spine, it loosened its jaws in agony.
Yet Meng Chao had no intention of letting it go.
With a crack, Meng Chao crushed the River-Overturning Crocodile's spine—harder than an armored vehicle's driveshaft—between his teeth!
The River-Overturning Crocodile's limbs convulsed as it rolled belly-up.
Before Meng Chao could drink deeply of the beast's blood,
the fourth, fifth, and sixth aquatic monsters entwined with blood patterns lunged at him in a scramble.
Meng Chao welcomed all comers, facing the monsters' bloody maws with the bearing of a mad demon.
With his iron fists, knees, feet, forehead, shoulders, and even his gleaming white teeth, he smashed every aquatic monster that dared pounce into pulp and powder.
He had no idea how many times his freshly scabbed wounds had split open again.
Nor did he know how many aquatic monsters' fangs, sharp teeth, and venom stings were embedded in his mangled flesh.
He knew even less how much acid, venom, Blood Pattern Flower Spores, and strange green algae had tried to pour into his body through his wounds, only to be burned into ash by the golden flames raging inside him.
His consciousness gradually blurred.
He could no longer construct even half a complex Spirit Magnetic Field, nor could he perform a single exquisite move.
He fought entirely on instinct, in the simplest, most savage, most primitive manner.
—Just like his ancestors tens of thousands of years ago, battling Primordial Ferocious Beasts on Earth's wild continent with stones and teeth, igniting the first Civilization Fire with their hottest blood.
Again and again, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals were torn into pieces by him.
Yet stitched and fused together by scarlet tentacles, these undead creatures revived time and