"This-" Duke August was astounded, recognizing the impossible resilience of the monstrous abomination. If it were any other creature, it would have already been crushed to death.
Even the True Bloods wouldn't have stood a chance if they dared to face his spectral colossus without utilizing any Blood Techniques.
His crimson gaze furrowed as the endurance of the Leviathan got stronger with each destructive punch. It appears that pure destruction wasn't enough anymore.
Duke August glanced at his senior and appeared beside him. Duke November noticed the grave expression on his junior and raised his eyebrows. "Something wrong?"
"The Leviathan is adapting to my destruction. Unfortunately, it wouldn't take long until it completely adapted." August remarked, glaring at the monstrous abomination.
Duke November frowned, understanding the troublesome situation. "Why not utilize a stronger, destructive power? You should be capable of doing more, right?"
