The Army-Slaying Axe let out a joyous howl. At top speed, it swallowed the two broken sections of the golden rod, then turned into a streak of light and slipped into Lin Qi's body. It condensed into a tiny tiger-shaped tattoo on his arm before falling into the slumber that preceded its evolution.
"Beat this bastard! He's completely lawless—he even dared hit Lord Lin Qi?" Amid a torrent of foul-mouthed curses, two enormous black rabbits charged out with howls. Their bulky bodies shook violently with fat, their three-foot-long black fur standing on end like porcupine quills. Standing over twenty meters tall, they swung two heavy metal bars and brought them crashing down upon Lin Seventy-Seven's body.
There was not the slightest ripple of magic or battle qi around the two rabbits. Relying purely on their terrifying physical strength, they unleashed force no weaker than the full-power collision between Lin Qi and Lin Seventy-Seven just now. Dull impacts rang out without pause. Lin Seventy-Seven barely held on for a single breath before the two frenzied rabbits forcibly knocked him to the ground, after which countless whistling bar-shadows rained down like a storm.
The sounds of breaking bones and pulped flesh went on and on. Within the time it took to snap three fingers, the tortoise shell on Lin Seventy-Seven's back had been smashed to pieces. The two rabbits sang a boatmen's chant they had learned from who knew where, hopping and skipping around Lin Seventy-Seven as their bars rose and fell in wild swings. Bones throughout Lin Seventy-Seven's body broke one after another, countless muscles, tendons, and joints snapping apart. The pain made him roar furiously and curse without end.
But Lin Seventy-Seven's cursing soon fell silent—Golden Scorpion King furtively slipped down from Donkey's tail. He scuttled close to Lin Seventy-Seven's