There were only a few ways to move against a giant far larger than himself.

Downs hadn't modeled any 'David's Throwing Rope that defeated Goliath', because that thing would have been a sham. Who dared to ensure that a mere rope could lock up a Goliath of infinite strength, and who had the courage to say that flying stones could kill a Goliath with thick skin?

What Downs had just done would have been improvised.

If you had to say it was more like what it was, maybe it was more like an alien playing with internal blasting.

Youmile had poisoned himself towards his injured leg, breaking his calf with a stick, a result that Downs had not really expected.

Yumir that fishy huge blood hole, at this time smell actually have a kind of aroma of the illusion, Tangs understand, is his own body of God on these flesh and blood that instinctive thirst has long exceeded the perception of taste.

In the blood cave, there was a hard feeling of warmth of coming home.

He was forcibly enduring his thirst for Umair's flesh and blood and penetrated out from behind the blood hole.

Luckily, he ran fast, two seconds late, he would have to be smashed by Youmile with his legs.

A wounded and berserk Frost Giant Patriarch was terrifying, he instinctively sought out Towns, and as he thrashed wildly around the valley, which wasn't too big or too small for him, he came really close to catching Towns on several occasions.

Downs used his smaller size and speed to his advantage, dodging Eumir's attacks every time amidst the gusts of wind that Eumir was whipping up.

Youmile did not notice that at the mouth of the small valley he stepped into, a wide wall of ice constructed with cold ice was taking shape. The slowly growing ice wall began to block the huge amount of blood that should have overflowed out of the valley, forming a huge pool of blood that was exaggerated in size.

“Suddenly! Suddenly! Sudden!” The fast and agile challenger kept weaving and jumping on the pool of blood, and from time to time, an ice flower or lightning bolt splashed out on the surface of the pool.

Uncountable dense blood gas mist was pulled by a mysterious force, chasing after the challenger's 'tiny' body, constantly drilling into his divine body.

Wherever Tang Si went, he purified all the blood colors in his path into almost colorless ice water.

While the blood pools were in the deeper layers, the icy water kept overflowing over the ice walls and spilling out onto the plains.

Umair was trapped, and Towns was pulling at the limit.

Relying on the huge sensitivity difference between the two sides, Tang Si kept creating more wounds on Youmile's body. The Frost Giant Ancestor, after fifteen minutes of fierce battle, there was barely a piece of good skin on his entire body. There were horrifying wounds that were more than a meter deep as far as the eye could see.

At this moment, another heavy blow from Youmile was induced by Tangs, and smashed heavily on top of his right leg, which had already been pierced through.

This time, in fact, Youmile did not use too much strength, after breaking one leg, all his weight was pressed on this injured retreat, this stick was just a last misstep to crush the Giant Patriarch.

Regardless, he had sort of broken both of his legs.

Originally, he still had one last chance, which was to sit obediently and not move, relying on his strong self-healing ability to let his legs slowly recover.

But he hated that this little stinker, Tangs, made him too disgusted, and losing his mind under anger, Umair frantically flipped his body, causing his left leg, which was the first to be broken, to simply tear apart.

“Ahhhhhhhh!”

Trapped beasts were terrifying.

Especially this was a super giant that was a hundred meters tall.

Every flip and every haphazard strike of Umair's could make the entire heaven and earth tremble.

Tang Si had hit Youmile in the eye several times with his ice blade radiation, at first he wasn't sure how much it affected Youmile's vision, now it seemed that Youmile was largely blind.

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The Frost Giant Patriarch flailed his arms blindly, blasting everything within range of his hands, even himself.

In the midst of the extreme pain, Yumil even drifted off into a trance thinking that Downs had already acted like a large rat, once again burrowing into his body wounds and desperately tearing into his flesh and blood.

The pain inflicted on Youmile from all over his body made him lose his judgment.

Sometimes a landslide or a massive fall of giant ice cubes caused by the rock wall of the valley slamming into the back of the youmael drew his attention again.

Tang Si no longer attacked, he just stood quietly at the other end of the pool of blood, noiselessly continuing to draw his power from the blood of this giant ancestor.

Tang Si's figure gradually became gigantic, as if he had gradually transformed from a baby into a true titan. His body was surrounded by blood qi with frost attributes. Every time he inhaled, he inhaled a large amount of red mist, and when he exhaled, what came out was a white frosty air cloud.

A more powerful force overflowed into his body, and the giant's bloodline could almost dominate his entire divine body.

He did not choose to continue absorbing.

Enough!

The consequences of over-absorbing the blood of the Giant Patriarch were hard to predict. If he gave up the core Asa divine bloodline and turned himself into a giant with an empty huge body and all the brute strength, then it would be more trouble than it was worth.

Tangs suddenly glimpsed two familiar figures approaching, he smiled and made a silent gesture to Odin and Willie from afar.

“Hush!”

He beckoned.

Odin tiptoed over with his third brother while following Towns as he soaked half of his body into the pool of blood, and looked in amazement beyond measure at Umair, who was covered in wounds and still bouncing around frantically.

“Big brother, we're ready to continue the fight.”

Tang Si glanced at Odin and found that the two guys had soared to a height of 6 meters.

He laughed and shook his head, “O foolish brother, there's no chance for you to get into the ring here anymore.”

“Huh?” Odin couldn't hide the shock on his face and lowered his voice, “Umair is dying?”

“Yes.”

For dying prey, a truly good hunter would watch from afar, waiting for the prey to bleed to death.

And for a blinded giant, any act of mending at such a time would, on the contrary, be the best guide for him.

Downs did almost nothing but watch Yumir keep bleeding, and assuming that Yumir was close, Downs summoned an ice blade in the opposite direction and gave Yumir a blow.

The giant originator, who could only move half of his body, would then roll and crawl to the other side to hunt down the non-existent enemy.

How much time passed?

Ten minutes? Thirty minutes? Or an hour?

Towns couldn't remember.

In front of him, the frost giant originator, who was as tall as a mountain, was finally losing his ability to move.

Umair was breathing heavily, and the breath that came out of his mouth that kept seeping blood was neither cold nor hot.

His soul was still angry, his voice was weak, “Kill me guy! Tell me your name-”

Odin tugged at Towns' arm in an uneasy dissuasion, “Brother don't. He will curse you!”

Tangs fully urged the power within his body, and his figure grew larger at a rapid pace.

Ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters!

Even though it was impossible for him to become as huge as Umair, his figure had already surpassed Paul's limits.

At the last moment, he stood grandly in front of the remnants of Youmile's body and proudly said, “The one who kills you, Towns* Paulson!”