He had shed far too much blood in this war!
Although he possessed the Power of Frost to restore his flesh.
The blood loss was very real.
It left his breathing somewhat erratic and his body weak.
After taking another spear thrust.
He was furious and alarmed.
Yet he dared not fight back with all his strength. He only kept running, hammering the Softscale Silver Dragon again and again until his head swam and he could no longer move.
Thrust after thrust.
Xiluo attacked wildly without restraint.
Bloody craters erupted across the Frost Titan's back, one after another, too quickly to heal.
Fortunately.
The fellow finally escaped the laser cannon's range.
That gave him the means to fend off Xiluo's attacks as he fled.
Although it slowed his escape.
At least the laser cannon could no longer hit him.
That eased his burden considerably.
He fled, spilling blood all the way.
Soon, he reached the shore.
A smile appeared on his face, which had grown increasingly pale from blood loss, and even his heavy footsteps quickened considerably.
"Trying to hide in the sea? I have the Thunderfall Dragon bloodline! Entering the sea will only make you die faster!"
Xiluo roared.
He drove his spear into the Frost Titan's back again.
The fellow barely had any magic power left to repair his wounds.
Even the bones pierced by the spear lay exposed.
His entire back was a bloody mess.
"Aaargh! Hateful dragon whelp! You can't kill me! The sea isn't just your home ground!"
The Frost Titan spoke with some difficulty.
With none of his former imposing presence left, he leaped into the sea. After running a few more steps, he began diving deeper.
Xiluo hurried after him.
He continued his frenzied stabbing.
Once! Twice! Three times!
When he thrust a