A streak of golden light flashed, accompanied by a crisp sound, and Crocodile Head fell to the ground. A bloody hole appeared in his forehead, with blood gushing out. He was now more dead than alive, clearly unable to survive.
The lovely maiden quickly broke free from the entanglement, retreated a distance, then turned to look at the fallen Crocodile Head, her beautiful eyes full of disbelief.
"Crocodile Head... is actually dead?"
Feeling equally incredulous was Crocodile Head's companion, Hedgehog Head. His eyes widened, full of disbelief: "Squire, what... what happened to you?"
Crocodile Head glared angrily, the divine light in his eyes gradually fading, filled with unwillingness and disbelief: "How can I die? How can I die?"
"Damn it! Who killed Squire?"
