David Walker felt that this dog was no longer the same foolish creature that used to follow people around; there was a glimmer of intelligence in the dog's eyes, making Henry Walker sense that the dog was truly intelligent!

But the aura of arrogance and disdain for the world emanating from this dog made Henry Walker feel quite uncomfortable! Back in the day, who dared act so cocky in front of the "Lightning Wielder"? Anyone who tried to show off in front of him had already been sent by his own hand to have tea with the King of Hell!

However, Henry Walker really didn't know that the three-headed dog before him actually had the right to look down on the world!

A super-tier mature magical beast—the Death Three-Headed Dog! Its power level was equivalent to a human at the Saint level, which, converted to Henry Walker's ability system, was also a seventh-tier existence!

In other words, even if Henry Walker had his full powers, he would only be on par with this dog!

If it weren't for the dog's overconfidence, Henry Walker might not have even been able to dodge that wind blade!

This dog had three heads, so in terms of strength, it was basically equal to two or even three beings at the seventh tier! Perhaps only when Henry Walker, who was now on the verge of breaking through to the seventh tier, had his powers fully restored could he take on this vicious dog!

Staring at the big dog that made him quite unhappy, Henry Walker instead calmed down. He wasn't some hot-headed youngster; no matter what the situation, staying calm was a necessary condition for hope!

Henry Walker gripped the remaining rib-blade tightly in both hands, his eyes coldly fixed on the three-headed dog before him. Although he couldn't use his powers for now, Little Henry's pure martial arts skills were not just for show!

He stared intently at the three-headed dog, slowly moving his body. The space here was too cramped, and the dog's wind blades were too fierce; in such a place, dodging the dog's wind blades would be extremely difficult.

The three-headed dog watched Henry Walker move with great interest, its three blood-red tongues constantly licking at its lips. Especially the middle head, which showed a curious expression—it seemed to be quite intrigued and was preparing to personally taste what this thing before it was like.

If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. The weakened Henry Walker could only wait for the dog to make the first move. With his current stamina, it was hard to launch any effective attack!

Seeing that Henry Walker hadn't moved for a long time, the three-headed dog grew impatient. Then, it moved—a single leap, and its massive body was only five steps away from Henry Walker. Henry Walker flicked his right hand, and the rib-blade in his hand once again flew straight toward the dog's nose.

The leftmost blue head of the three-headed dog snorted disdainfully, and another wind blade shot out, meeting the rib-blade. With a crisp "bang," the rib-blade was once again shattered by the wind blade, just like the previous one! The three pairs of eyes on the dog were full of contempt—this human actually used the same trick twice! How foolish!

But was Henry Walker a fool? Clearly not!

At that moment, Henry Walker suddenly lunged forward several big steps! Then, with a powerful leap, he appeared right in the giant dog's line of sight, his massive fist leading the charge, aiming straight for the middle head of the three-headed dog. Even without using his powers, Henry Walker was not someone to mess with. Back at the Thirteenth Division, even without powers, Henry Walker was a man who could take on two at once!

Moreover, based on Henry Walker's earlier observation, the middle head seemed to be the main one, with the other two deferring to it.

With a loud "crack," Henry Walker's fist landed squarely on the middle head of the three-headed dog. The dog yelped in pain and took a step back. But immediately after, a sharp pain shot through its belly—after punching it, Henry Walker had already darted beneath it, fiercely stabbing his badass military dagger deep into its belly.

The three-headed dog whimpered from the stab and staggered backward in panic.

But Henry Walker's body also went limp. Although he wanted to follow up and drive the dagger into the dog's heart, his strength was completely spent—he simply didn't have the energy. He could only watch as the three-headed dog retreated. Gasping for breath, Henry Walker plopped down on the ground. The stamina he had just managed to recover was gone again. In the end, he still hadn't managed to take down the giant dog.

The three-headed dog, now behind him, was also feeling frustrated. Its hide was no ordinary dog skin, so how could the short blade in this human's hand pierce into its body as easily as poking through a sheet of paper! After all, the three-headed dog was a super-tier magical beast—its defense should be top-notch! By its logic, there was no way this human should have been able to stab through its hide!

The three-headed dog looked at its own lower belly—this damned human was really ruthless. Bright red dog blood kept gushing from its abdomen.

"Woof woof!" The middle head, its nose bleeding, barked twice.

At its call, the other two heads simultaneously lifted up!

All three heads opened their mouths wide, and blue, red, and gold lights began to form in the mouths of the three heads!

"Damn, my life is over!" Henry Walker thought with a hint of despair. Just one wind blade had nearly killed him—if three came at once, who knew how he would die!

Henry Walker wanted to dodge, but with his whole body drained, even moving was a struggle!