บท 83: Witt of the bullied...

Against all odds, Chiron had stood. His opponent was a beast several times stronger and even fiercer than himself, but he had stood his ground.

He had searched hard in his head to squeeze out the maximum use of his brain with the resources at his disposal.

Facing a green-cored beast that had turned the efforts of other cultivators to the effort of soap against water. It had literally washed them away. It had bathed the earth in the ugly-gruesome red of their blood.

He had truly gone far and beyond. If this was any regular person, the universe might have seen his hard work and maybe had some form of pity on him.

However, Chiron was quite unfortunate that his opponent was Fate itself.

He had succeeded in temporarily blinding the senses of his opponent which effectively made him hidden before the attention of the terrible beast.

But mother nature was currently feeling pressed and wanted to take a piss.