Yet as time dragged on and hundreds of exchanges passed, even working together, the two of them were gradually forced onto the defensive by Heavenly Punishment.
After all, Heavenly Punishment occupied the core of the main dragon head and commanded most of Austin Griffin's primordial power. The longer the battle lasted, the clearer its advantage became.
Heavenly Punishment's sword aura had cleaved Murong Huai's entire left arm to the bone, severing several divine tendons. He could only hold his sword with his right hand. A chunk of flesh had been blasted off his right knee by an energy projectile, exposing bone beneath;
The main dragon head's claws had ripped a huge gash across Xiao Tian's waist and abdomen, nearly spilling his golden intestines. He could only stitch the wound shut himself with sword aura. Golden blood had soaked half his divine robe. The two stood back-to-back, both gasping heavily, each breath flecked with blood.
Heavenly Punishment advanced step by step. The main dragon head crouched on the ground, black blood dripping from its great maw as it gave a harsh, sinister cackle. The sound made their eardrums ache: "The two of you together are still no match for me. Accept your deaths obediently. I'll grind your divine souls into nourishment and make myself even stronger."
Xiao Tian turned his head, his warm breath brushing Murong Huai's neck. His voice was quiet and slightly breathless, yet exceptionally firm, a smile curling at the corner of his lips. "Brother, there's no other way. I'll lock down his core power and suppress his strength to its lowest level. Find an opening and..."
Murong Huai's heart sank...
"I was originally formed from the essence of the other eight heads. If this continues, he'll suppress me again. I don't want to remain asleep forever..."
Xiao