This brutal beast, which could withstand an arrow barrage, seemed unaware of what the cannonball was before dying. In its last moments, it raised its head, bared its fangs, and tried to bite.
But the next second, its hard scaly armor suddenly caved in. If time were slowed down countless times, one could clearly see how that tough skin and flesh were crushed, rippling like waves into rings of bloody flesh.
With the combined force of gunpowder and a precision cannon barrel, even ordinary iron at this moment had the power to blast through multiple layers of heavy armor.
Without any surprise, the head of this evil beast exploded with a "puff," blood splattering. The massive body, having lost brain control, continued to sprint on instinct and momentum, only to tilt to one side and fall after not running far.
