Unique texture.
It turns out that the Destiny Snake opposite hadn't evaded, remaining coiled up motionless the entire time.
At the moment he was certain he hit his target, Fu Qian could also feel that unusual sensation.
Like a hit.
Incredibly strong scales all the way through, yet they didn't stop him.
But at the same time, he seemed not to have torn anything.
Even the feedback in his vision was the same.
Clearly, his talons seemed to have swept through the flesh just now, but at this moment, that plump body showed not a trace of injury, intact.
Except for the spot where he was supposed to have hit, the shape of the scales changed again.
Slender, tight, sharp as a knife.
They even caused him actual damage.
Fu Qian looked down at his hand.
Although the wound wasn't deep, it still felt as if he'd grabbed a handful of thorns.
Interesting.
The last time he encountered such a remarkable capacity to take hits, it was the Oath Taker Ah Wei of the Death Overlord.
