"L-Let go of me..."
For the first time, Jiaoxu's voice carried a note of pleading.
It had never imagined that one day, it would be beaten by a human—beaten in such a way that it had no power to fight back!
Jiang Yuechu slowly raised her head, rain washing over her tranquil face.
The searing pain in her shoulder made her frown slightly.
The next moment.
Under Jiaoxu's utterly terrified gaze.
She slowly pulled out that fist of mangled flesh, then raised it high once more.
"N-No... don't..."
Boom—!!!
Another punch.
This time, it struck the wound dead-on.
Great gouts of blood, mixed with shattered organs, sprayed wildly from its mouth.
Its massive body rolled and thrashed madly through the mud, trying to fling off the figure on its back.
But the girl kept throwing punch after punch.
A bloody mist danced through the air.
Every blow landed on flesh, and the sounds of cracking bones rang without end.
Amid the agony and terror, Jiaoxu finally understood why she had forcibly endured its claws.
It was merely to keep it from breaking free—so she had even added another layer of insurance at any cost?!
At this moment, no matter how it rolled or struggled, that figure clung to its body like a parasite gnawing at the bone, nailed firmly in place. It could not be shaken off, nor could it escape.
At last.
Its wildly rolling body gradually ran out of strength.
Barely alive, it collapsed onto the ground.
Rain washed over its blood-smeared scales. Its enormous head lolled helplessly to one side as it muttered in broken intervals.
"My imperial father is the Demon King of the Western Region... I... I am the princess of the White Flood Dragon Clan of the Western Region Demon Court!"
"You... c-can't kill