Raylo repeated the process, swinging his sword once more.
With a flash of silver light, the second Dragon Blood Fruit fell, and he caught it securely.
Two in hand!
The Black King's draconic eyes had turned completely blood-red with fury.
It could feel that if this continued, the Treasure it guarded would fall entirely into the hands of this detestable human.
As Raylo rode Baofeng and charged toward the last Dragon Blood Fruit, the Black King finally made a decision.
It let out a roar filled with indignation and madness, its massive body twisting violently. It completely abandoned its defense against Sun, allowing the Golden Dragon's mountain-splitting claws to dig viciously into its back.
"SCREECH!"
A teeth-grinding sound of tearing metal rang out.
A large section of its Black Iron Dragon Armor, along with the tough Dragon Scales beneath, was violently torn away. Dragon Blood gushed out like a fountain.
