Chapter 1113: Aslan People Without Integrity

González wanted to avoid it, but he could not. His completely offensive countenance aside, he had been in full control of the initiative up till now. Most importantly, such a manner of attack was completely unprecedented. How could he have seen it coming?

Instantly, blood spurted from his every orifice. González almost swallowed the poison needles, and they scored his cheek. With a supernatural instinct for survival, González rolled and ran off into the forest without a backward glance.

If he did not leave, he would never get a chance to.

González felt his face numbing on one side. Although he had already used the antidote, but the numbing effect was very strong. His five viscera and six bowels had also been ruptured by this roar. Worse, his head was in a jumble. If it were not for his training which had told him to run, he would have died without question.

He had lost. And lost big.