Chapter 388 A Dramatic Duck (1/2)

Upon seeing the deep gash on Goldie's chest, Dumby quickly came at the White Steel Bladed Beast from the side. It managed to beat it back with one punch, preventing it from going in for the kill.

On the ground, Goldie's chest rose and fell unsteadily, its eyes staring straight at the sky. Its pinkish muscle fibers began to twist and turn with each other, closing up Goldie's wound with incredible speed.

”What doesn't kill me, only makes me stronger,” muttered Goldie as it slowly rose to its feet. There was now a seriousness in its eyes that Gao Peng had never seen there before.

”You're no weakling, I'll give you that,” said Goldie, chuckling. It lightly stroked its wound.

”If my passive ability wasn't already triggered beforehand, I definitely wouldn't have been able to survive that attack of yours,” it continued, stroking its wound almost lovingly, as if it was currently caressing the skin of a lover.

That's it, that's it...

At the exact moment of its close brush with death, Goldie had been able to feel something cold and sharp slide past its heart.

That sensation had excited it greatly. It wanted more of it.

”Dumby, let me have this duel,” said Goldie solemnly. Its knuckles popped as it closed its left wing into a fist.

”Come at me, pipsqueak! Use everything you have to destroy this fleshy vessel of mine! Let me taste the sweet nectar of death!” roared Goldie.

The White Steel Bladed Beast narrowed its eyes at the duck. Its body had already settled into a half-crouching position. It had no idea what Goldie was babbling about.

However, it knew exactly what ”pipsqueak” meant. Seething with rage, it brandished its razor-sharp appendages menacingly at the duck.

How dare you call me a pipsqueak! With a sharp cry, it sprang forward, leaving a blurry trail in its wake.

A crazed wind howled in the air as the wind elemental energy from the White Steel Bladed Beast's body carved out a trail of S-shaped traces behind it.

Goldie tried to intercept it with its left wing but failed. The White Steel Bladed Beast slid past Goldie and managed to slash its calf with its blade-like appendages, leaving a bloody gash across it.

Goldie's face contorted in pain. However, the muscle fibers in its calf almost immediately sewed the wound shut.

The White Steel Bladed Beast's attack had barely missed Goldie's bone. The wound it had left on the duck's calf was at least a foot deep.

It gazed at Goldie contemptuously. You're still a hundred years too early to even think about catching me!

It slowly opened out its plated wings, as a beetle would its wings. Green markings were etched across them like an exquisite work of art.

Schwing! It snapped out its scalpel-like appendages, which at that moment gleamed with orange light as the setting sun cast its final rays on them. Their metallic surfaces were reminiscent of the smooth, mirror-like surface of a pond.

”That's it, give in to your hate. Can you feel it, that feeling of exasperation when you just want to end someone right there and then, but no matter how much you try, that person just won't go down?” muttered Goldie as it slowly rose to its feet.

What is this fool babbling about? Why is it saying these things? The White Steel Bladed Beast took a step back. Has it gone mad?

Dumby, who was standing by in a corner, looked at Goldie with an air of concern. The Soul Flames in its empty sockets flickered silently.

Goldie really has a penchant for the dramatic...

The White Steel Bladed Beast's body blurred. Then it was gone. In its place was the mad roar of the wind in the air. The wind tore through the air noisily like a pack of banshees!