The marine human was quite miserable. The lower half of his body had been blasted apart while his right arm and one of his wings had been torn out. He was soaked in fresh blood just like the ice and snow around him.
His expression was a mixture of gloominess and agony. Even a being as powerful as he was with six severed shackles couldn't withstand such injuries.
Now his whole head was drenched in sweat but it was soon frozen in the wind and snow.
"You have such vicious eyes. Are you not resigned to your fate? You still want to kill us?" The black yak walked over and gave him a kick after seeing the marine human's spiteful stare. The blow sent the latter tumbling into seven or eight meters into the distant snow.
"Speak quickly. Which continental power are you colluding with?" The Manchurian Tiger brandished his great paw indicating that he would slap the marine human to death if the latter failed to comply.
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