"Du, you lead them away first." Qin Shou said.
"What about you?" Du Zitong looked at Qin Shou.
Qin Shou shook his head, "You retreat first, I still have to... uh, I mean, I'll hold this Muto back."
Du Zitong didn't hesitate, "Alright, Brother Qin, I'm counting on you."
With that, he waved his hand and led the group out through the tunnel Qin Shou had opened.
Qin Shou: "..."
No parting words? Really?
...
"Hiss..."
The Muto wailed in anguish, while Hillbagon excitedly pounded its triangular head. After a few punches, the tip of the Muto's nose had completely collapsed, looking utterly miserable.
"Buzz..."
Suddenly, the beaten-down Muto lifted its slender front limbs and barely managed to release an electromagnetic pulse, which directly struck Hillbagon.
Hillbagon froze for a moment, glancing down at the Muto front limbs resting on its chest, as if in disbelief.
Oh great, even in this state you dare to mess with me? You must be looking for death!
"Roar!"
