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Just as Mick thought that Gilmore had been swallowed by his python and was secretly pleased with himself, he suddenly found that something was not right.
The python, which had just swallowed Gilmore, began to shake its huge head.
Mick felt that there was something wrong with it.
Its scarlet eyes, as big as lanterns, suddenly widened. It looked like it was in pain.
Then, as if it couldn’t bear the pain anymore, the python opened its fierce–looking mouth and let out a thunderous roar. “Howl…”
Right at this moment, Mick was horrified to see Gilmore standing in the python’s fierce–looking mouth.
His two hands were grabbing the two sharpest and longest fangs in the upper jaw and his two feet were standing on the lower jaw of the python.
In this way, he forcibly opened the python’s fierce–looking mouth.
Mick couldn’t help but be stunned by the sight.
It was the first time he had seen such a thing. Gilmore was swallowed by his thousand–year–old python. Not only did Gilmore not die, but Gilmore opened the python’s fierce–looking mouth.
He almost couldn’t believe his eyes and quickly shook his head left and right.
However, he found that it was real when he looked again.
At this moment, with a light flashing in his eyes, Gilmore let out a shout.
After that, two cracking sounds came from the python’s fierce–looking mouth.
Mick was surprised to see Gilmore snap off the two fangs in the python’s mouth.
This made the python feel enormous pain and let out another roar.
While the python was roaring, Gilmore had already flown out of its fierce–looking mouth.
Two of the python’s fangs were snapped. Because of the enormous pain, it was unusually violent.
However, it seemed to have learned its lesson. It did not attack Gilmore with its fierce–looking mouth again. Instead, it charged at Gilmore with its giant head, which was as hard as steel and as small as a hill.
Seeing that the thousand–year–old python’s head was about to hit him horizontally, he was not in a hurry at all.
He just calmly looked at the python’s head.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed.
In the next moment, his figure flew out like a bolt of lightning.
Whoosh!
He stabbed one long and sharp fang of the python into the python’s right eye, shining with scarlet light,
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The python let out an incomparably mournful roar. “Howl…”
Gilmore used one of the two broken fangs from the python’s mouth and stabbed its right eye.
In the next second, his figure shot up like a bolt of lightning.
When he landed again, the other sharp fang was stabbed into the left eye of the python by him.
“Crack!”
Blood splattered in all directions.
The python roared crazily. Not only its head but also its body began to shake wildly.
It was as if it couldn’t bear the great pain and wanted to take revenge and destroy everything.
With a loud bang, its huge tail swept away a mountain peak and dirt and rock within about several feet.
The scene was horrifying.
However, no matter how crazy and violent this python was, it was just on the
verge
of death.
Soon, it became weak like a spent bullet.
In the end, it landed among the mountain peaks. A large pool of blood flowed out of its large mouth, and it died.
In its eyes, there were two big fangs, dripping with blood, which were very
terrible.
There was no smile on Mick’s face, only absolute horror.
His thousand–year–old python was killed by Gilmore just like that?!
He had fed it with living people for decades. How could it be gone just like that?
One could imagine how furious Mick was.
He looked at Gilmore coldly and unconsciously clenched his fists.
“Brat, you dare to kill my Python King. I will tear you all to pieces to avenge it!”
After speaking, Mick, who had been sitting cross–legged in the air, suddenly stood up.
A vast and shocking murderous aura abruptly emanated from his body and pressed down on Gilmore, which seemed to tear Gilmore into ten thousand pieces.
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