The raised war saber crashed down with a clang, and the headless body fell limply to the ground.
Lu Wenwu seemed to have exerted too much force, as two members of the vanguard fell simultaneously, their deaths followed by a barrage of different attacks aiming straight for Lu Wenwu's upper body.
Head.
Eyes.
Heart.
Between the eyebrows.
Throat...
Every part of his body was covered by at least three lines of attack.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"..."
The continuous sound of dull thuds echoed loudly.
No matter the weapon or the attack, striking Lu Wenwu's body merely produced a muffled sound.
The seemingly fearless rebellion members could clearly feel that their assaults could not pierce the defense at all.
Their attacks hit those patches of golden-red dragon scales, as if bombarding an indestructible tower shield, a fortress that never falls.
"Is this the extent?"
