Black Teeth said lightly, "You know that Crocodile Head guy will always ignore him when he goes crazy. His totem combat skills have a large attack range. When the blood is boiling, he can kill several people who don't have eyesight and don't know how to dodge.

What's so strange about the rat people being minced into flesh and blood mist?

"I'm afraid, it was this that provoked the 'Night Demon', and that's why he killed him.

"It's also possible that because Crocodile Head is too strong, there's no way to only injure him without killing him. The opponent can only go all out and kill him.

"In any case, the death of Crocodile Head has finally brought us something valuable, allowing us to outline the true face of the 'Night Stalker'.

"Casava, look here."

Black Teeth lifted the cast-iron crutch, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, as if he were lifting a tree branch that had been hollowed out by termites.

On the armpit of the body, tap lightly.

Kasava moved closer and narrowed his eyes.

Based on his experience of witnessing and even experiencing thousands of battles in the Blood Skull Arena.

Naturally you can see it at a glance.

Although the crocodile's head was covered with skin and flesh, shockingly huge wounds.

Many of the injuries even cut off bones and penetrated internal organs. At first glance, they looked terrible.

But with the extremely powerful vitality of the high-level orcs.

These serious injuries, including broken tendons and fractures, were not enough to kill Crocodile Head.

The real, only fatal injury was the seemingly extremely small wound on the left armpit.

The opening is extremely small, and from the surface, it looks like it has been lightly poked by a sharp cone.
Chapter completed!