"SSSSSSS...! (I-I WILL NOT DIE LIKE THIS!)"
Although there should be no heads to hiss furiously at the approaching blue undead, the furious hiss did come from the very tip of the tail which was the last part left to destroy by the terribly powerful tier 3 sword skill.
As there was no reaction whatsoever, and Zombie's old glare was focused solely on the last part of the hydra that could still be called a part and not a scrap, a tiny golden serpent, no thicker than a shoelace jumped out of the flesh and let it be turned into powdered gems.
"SSSSSSS! (YOU BASTARD! HOW DARE YOU?!)"
The tiny golden serpent with the equally tiny sigil burning on the top of its head hissed furiously, slithering as far back as it could while the blue undead followed it without changing his expression.
"SSSSSSSSSS! (I AM THE FIRST INCARNATION OF THE PHYSICAL REMNANT OF HAPPY!) SSSSSSSS! (I WILL NOT BE SHAMED LIKE THIS!)"
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