A big guy was born between heaven and earth. How could he accept languishing beneath others forever?
The glow sprayed from its fins was obviously more than mere atmosphere. It was something like a special kind of poison.
An ordinary extraordinary being would have a miserable time after being exposed to even a little, let alone dozens of times that amount.
Although it had barely any effect against Fu Qian, he could still empathize with that spirit of resistance.
Unfortunately, this time, Fu Qian didn't even need to warn it. The attack it had been preparing failed to go off.
Crack!
At that moment, the nearest vicious-looking fin snapped like a dead branch.
Compared to the rebel's size, it was no more than a tiny ornament, but considering how absurdly enormous the creature was, the fin hitting the water made as much noise as a falling tree—and then a whole forest.
Amid a succession of snapping sounds, every fin aimed this way had fallen into the water.
The most tenacious one managed only to struggle and spray out a faint glimmer at the very last moment.
It even succeeded in making its own tip shatter to pieces, in addition to snapping off, under the force of the recoil.
Then came a gigantic claw swiping toward him.
Before it could even pick up speed, the thick plates of bone and scales covering it had already begun disintegrating piece by piece in the same manner, flying away.
So this was what it meant to be a mayfly between heaven and earth.
Faced with the scene, Fu Qian didn't even dodge. He could only sigh inwardly.
What had happened was actually quite simple: this vicious giant beast had reached the end of its brief "life."
Whether strong or weak, the creatures of the