"Crack!"
The overburdened sawtoothed butcher knife was completely shattered, while Liu Zheng successfully returned to the tank cabin.
He looked at his hoof, only to find Niu Daji tightly shutting his eyes and biting down hard.
Except for the parts protected by the ancestral treasure armor, Niu Daji's entire body had been compressed and deformed.
Especially its head, which was almost flattened from three-dimensional to two-dimensional.
"Don't worry, he's just passed out; he won't die for now."
The driver said.
"Not dead from this?"
Liu Zheng exclaimed in surprise.
Of course, he wasn't wishing for Niu Daji to die, just found it bewildering.
"This Minotaur's vitality is quite strong. But that's not the main reason, pry open his eyes and take a look."
The driver said.
Following his words, Liu Zheng pried open Niu Daji's eyelids, only to find the pupils had turned blue.
