Kapitel 554: Not a Single Drop of Blood

Evan threw up a mouthful of blood. His chest caved in, and his face paled with agony. However, his eyes were filled with horror and incomprehension as he stared at the Ironhide Bull. The wall of ice had managed to easily stop it before; why did it suddenly become so brittle? Could it be… that the little brat actually did help him fortify the wall? Evan was struck by a sense of absurdity as that thought occurred to him.

The Ironhide Bull clearly had no intention of letting them go after sending them flying. It began to charge toward them again, yet both of them were too severely wounded to move, and could only await their deaths.

Eva stretched out her arm and crawled toward Evan. If she could die beside Master Evan, death didn't seem too bad.

"This is bad!"