“Struck by lightning! If my powers weren’t depleted, would I be in such a miserable state?” If he was at full strength, he could crush this dog with one hand! Now, Henry Walker truly understood what it meant to be “a tiger fallen to the plains, bullied by dogs”! And in front of Henry Walker was a real, bona fide dog!

The light in the three dog heads’ mouths quickly took shape!

The blue mouth still held a compressed wind blade, the red mouth contained a pale fireball! Finally, from the middle golden dog head, what shot out was a bolt of lightning, nearly purple in color!

When Henry Walker saw that lightning, his eyes lit up! Damn it, who was he, Henry Walker? The “Master of Lightning”! Even though his powers were exhausted, he could still manage to control a bolt of lightning!

In this world, Henry Walker could be said to be the only one unafraid of being struck by lightning!

Very soon, the wind blade, fireball, and lightning all surged toward Henry Walker!

“Hah!” Henry Walker’s eyes flashed, and that purple lightning suddenly veered off, striking the fireball and wind blade!

Sure enough, the middle dog head truly deserved to be the boss—after breaking through the wind blade, the lightning smashed heavily into the fireball! The fireball’s glow dimmed, fading from white to red.

Even so, this red fireball was still enough to take the life of the weakened Henry Walker!

“Never thought I’d die like this.” Henry Walker sighed, eyes fixed on the fireball, but now he no longer had the strength to dodge.

The fireball flew straight at Henry Walker, with an aura that wouldn’t rest until he was destroyed!

Just as Henry Walker thought he was about to die, a fist-sized figure suddenly leapt up from the ground, and a bubble-like little sphere was spat from its mouth. The bubble wobbled as it met that fearsome fireball head-on...

Chapter 7: The Most Humiliating Death of a Super-Grade Magical Beast

Just as Henry Walker thought he was about to die, a fist-sized figure suddenly leapt up from the ground, and a bubble-like little sphere was spat from its mouth. The bubble wobbled as it met that fearsome fireball head-on!

Most importantly, this little bubble, which looked like it would pop at a touch, and that fearsome fireball both vanished into nothingness upon collision!

Gulp! Henry Walker swallowed hard. He finally saw what that fist-sized figure was.

It was that golden slime. Because this creature always called itself “slime, slime,” Henry Walker just thought of them as slimes. Henry Walker never imagined that the bubble spat out by this fist-sized creature could be so powerful!

Even more unexpected, hadn’t this little guy already run away? Why did it show up again?

“Slime, slime~” After spitting out a bubble, the little guy seemed to become very weak, limply leaping into Henry Walker’s arms.

The three-headed dog in front seemed dissatisfied! The moves it spat out were just neutralized like that. Even though they were just a few minor spells, they were still the product of a super-grade beast! The furious three-headed dog opened its mouths again, and this time the light gathering in their mouths was clearly much stronger than before!

“This time, it’s really over.” Henry Walker gave a wry smile. No matter what he did, he couldn’t escape death. Only, this golden little guy was going to accompany him on the way.

Henry Walker stroked the little guy’s body—fuzzy, kind of cute.

But to have this cute little guy die with him, Henry Walker really felt a bit reluctant.

“Little one, better one die than two.” Henry Walker gave a bitter laugh, hugged the little guy to his chest, then lay down on the ground, turning his back to face the three-headed dog’s triple attack.

But Henry Walker didn’t know that the golden little guy in his arms had a very human-like look in its eyes. This expression could perhaps be called happiness? Attachment? Or something else? Maybe, even a hint of determination! A low-grade slime actually showing a human-like side? Except for super-grade magical beasts, other intelligent magical beasts were extremely rare. And slimes were basically beasts of instinct, without intelligence. Yet, the golden slime in Henry Walker’s arms truly showed this human-like expression!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Three loud explosions sounded behind Henry Walker. He squeezed his eyes shut—this time, he was probably done for!

But as he waited, the pain he expected never came!

Henry Walker turned his head in confusion, and was instantly stunned. The golden little slime that had just been under him had somehow crawled out of his embrace, and now stood bravely before the three-headed dog, spitting out little bubbles that floated in the air. All the wind blades, fireballs, and lightning the three-headed dog hurled at him were completely blocked!

“Damn? What is this little guy? So badass?” Henry Walker stared at the little guy in surprise. Little did he know, the little guy was now fighting with everything it had! And this heroic state wouldn’t last long—its temporary strength was fueled by its own life force!