Gash Bloodtooth's eyes still could not see, let alone make any effective defense.
The wolf king beneath him had only just broken free from the thorny tentacles, enduring the sharp needles of the thorns, when three long whips lashed down from every direction.
There was no time to dodge. He could only take them head-on.
"Roar!"
"You can't kill me!"
Gash Bloodtooth roared. His blood and vitality surged, his muscles swelled, and he had clearly unleashed his full strength.
He swung his weapon toward where the sound of wind came from, trying to fend off the thorn whips.
But reality always differed somewhat from expectations.
His weapon blocked one of the whips, but the thorn whip was flexible. Though he blocked one point, the rest of the whip still came crashing down.
The three whips struck. Each was as thick as a thigh. Even Gash Bloodtooth could not withstand such an attack.
Sharp needles of varying lengths left dense puncture wounds across his body. As the whips dragged, the thorns embedded in his flesh tore open his skin as well.
In almost an instant, Gash Bloodtooth's entire body became drenched in blood, covered in wounds.
The whipping did not end there. The thorn whips followed through and coiled around Gash Bloodtooth.
At that moment, it was as though three pythons had wrapped around a gorilla, tightening into a deadly constriction.
The thorn whips continuously tightened, binding Gash Bloodtooth and the wolf king beneath him together.
"Aaaahhh!"
"Crack, crack, crack!"
The searing pain forced even the tough orc Gash Bloodtooth to let out a miserable howl.
It hurt. It hurt too much.
The thorn spikes plunged deep into Gash Bloodtooth's body, while the immense force continued to tighten. Under that pressure, the bones of Gash Bloodtooth and his mount began to