It was the Armor-Piercing Cone!
More precisely, it was an Armor-Piercing Cone modified by the Phantom Assassin, studded with countless barbs and hooks.
It sank deep into the root of Big Kukri's thigh, and with a light twist, tore away a huge chunk of bloody flesh along with skin.
And, incidentally, gave the thing between Big Kukri's legs an unprecedented sensation of coldness and emptiness.
But this was not the end.
His opponent seemed to know Big Kukri's Totem Armor and bodily structure like the back of his hand.
Before the Liquid Metal could cover him, the Armor-Piercing Cone struck seven times in rapid succession, swift as lightning.
It punched seven horrifying bloody holes through his waist, hips, chest, abdomen, and even beneath his arms.
Although the Totem Armor quickly covered the wounds.
And did its utmost to seal them, preventing further blood loss.
Wounds torn open by such a lethal weapon were simply too difficult to block and stitch shut.
Big Kukri immediately felt the world spin around him, waves of darkness washing over his vision.
He let out a hysterical roar. The horned curved blades on his Totem Armor flailed madly, scraping a string of sparks from the walls on both sides of the passage.
But before his madness could fully erupt, the Phantom Assassin lightly leaped away and melted perfectly into the darkness.
This time, no matter how wide Big Kukri opened his bovine eyes, he could not scan his opponent's outline in the pitch-black gloom.
Then, ominous mechanical sounds rang out from the darkness again.
As chains clattered wildly, Big Kukri suddenly felt two strange forces pulling his body in different directions from his agonized elbows and ankles.
The chains attached to the bear traps had actually been connected, through a set of pulleys and gears,