The instant the black nail shattered, the Three Headed Blood Python did not give the humans the luxury of chitchat.
Its attention was immediately locked onto Adrian, who was closest to the central head.
BOOM!
Its tail, dozens of meters long, swept across the valley. Adrian's expression changed drastically as his figure instantly blurred and retreated, but the restraining formation he had previously arranged across the ground was not nearly as fortunate. Large sections of silver runes were smashed apart along with the earth itself.
Immediately afterward, the two incomplete blood colored horns that had just grown from the central head lit up with dark red light, and a terrifying pressure originating from its ancient bloodline descended upon the entire valley.
ROAR!
The Golden Armored Lion released a low growl, its four limbs digging firmly into the ground, yet it was still forced several steps backward beneath the pressure.
