Chapter 424 - 418 Death Battle (3 more)
The demon beast, in its entirety, looked like a bull, but—an entirely blood-colored one with massive eyes the size of large bowls, and two horns that were intensely sharp and curved to the extreme, gleaming with a disturbing dark light. Moreover, this bull was seven to eight meters long and about three meters tall, several sizes larger than an elephant on Earth.
It was indeed a Blood-Backed Bull.
As recorded in the "Divine Wind Chronicle," the Blood-Backed Bull was born in ancient times from the hybridization of the Iron-Backed Bull and the Blood-Horned Horse, inheriting the terrifying defensive capabilities of the Iron-Backed Bull. Its body was nearly hairless, yet its leather armor was extremely thick, at least an inch thick—comparable to Mysterious Iron Steel Armor. Even a Superior Spirit Instrument could hardly penetrate its hide. Additionally, it inherited the speed and agility of the Blood-Horned Horse. Thus, the combat power of the Blood-Backed Bull was exceptionally frightening, boasting ultra-strong defense, astonishing speed, and most crucially, two invincibly hard horns.
An adult Blood-Backed Bull possessed the strength of the Eighth Turn or even the Ninth Revolutions of the Hollow Void Realm, and this Blood-Backed Bull was still some distance from maturation.
But, it was frightening enough.
Among the four people surrounding the Iron-Backed Bull.
Two were young men, very young, about eighteen or nineteen and still carrying a trace of childishness.
Among them, one was tall with a heavy hammer the size of an adult human head in hand. His muscles were exceedingly developed, and with each swing of the hammer, accompanied by a thunderous roar, he struck down towards the Blood-Backed Bull with all his might. Unfortunately, the Blood-Backed Bull was too agile and easily dodged every attack.
The other young man was clad in a white robe, ethereal in appearance, wielding a sword that was a low-grade holy artifact. Blue Mysterious Qi light rippled along the blade. His swordsmanship was fierce and agile, but it was too formulaic, somewhat rigid. Like the young man wielding the hammer, despite his efforts, he could not land a hit on the Iron-Backed Bull.
Then, there were two women, who were also very young, about in their twenties.