Chapter 5: Staring into Death
Five more Rank 3 Demonic Beasts now circled around him, each pair of glowing red eyes glared with hunger.
Just killing one had nearly cost Langtian his life.
So how the hell was he supposed to survive five more?
But even then, he refused to fall.
Not without dragging at least one more down with him.
"RAAAAAAARGHHHH!!"
With a defiant roar, Langtian shoved the heavy corpse of the demonic wolf off himself, forcing his shattered body upright. His muscles screamed, bones creaked, but he stood.
He ripped off his blood-soaked robe and tossed it aside.
Beneath, his body was bruised and battered, yet still powerful. His muscles rippled under torn skin, trembling from effort, but holding firm. His breath came in ragged bursts.
And still, he raised his fists. His eyes blazed with defiance.
"No sword? Fine!
"I’ll rip your goddamn throats out with my bare hands!