The wail was helpless and pitiful, and it watched as her husband was pierced through the body by the claws of the tiger Tom.

Countless pieces of blood poured out of the leopard's body, staining the lake beneath him blood-red, and the angry roar from his mouth became deeper and lower.

Joel looked at the cystic leopard couple with a little struggle in his eyes.

But the jungle is always the jungle, and since you are even weaker, you should give up the throne.

Tiger Tom's movements also gradually slowed down, after all, he had been seriously injured before, and now the battle would touch the wounds from time to time, and the thick bandage on his abdomen was already faintly soaked with blood.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the sac leopard couple both raised their heads to the sky, the poison sac on their necks was quickly compressed, and the purple to black poisonous gas erupted from their mouths, and this poisonous gas was much thicker than the one they had cast before.

The gas came out so fast that Joel couldn't dodge it in mid-air, and when he was forced to inhale a trace, he felt dizzy, and the raven's body staggered in the air, and his eyes turned black.

His throat hurt, and Joel felt some kind of thick fluid in his throat, as if he had coughed up a mouthful of blood in it.

In just a moment, Joel felt that the magic in his body was passing rapidly, and even his body was about to lose his brain's command.

With the last of his strength, he flew away from the lake, away from the Poison Leopard couple, and in mid-air, he ran out of magic power, turned back into human form, and fell heavily from the air.

Joel clutched his shoulders and gritted his teeth, and the toxin ran down his airways into his lungs, causing his body to gradually fall into a state of paralysis.

Tom, who was still fighting, was also struck, and this is where the leopard's ferocious reputation comes from, and these poisonous gases can cause the victim to lose sight, chest tightness and shortness of breath, headache and nausea, mental strain, difficulty breathing, and even death.

But Tom's strong body didn't seem to be greatly affected, the claws in his hands glowed coldly in the bright moonlight, and every time he stabbed into the leopard's body, a large piece of flesh was hooked.

Soon the leopard in the lake was dying, lying motionless in the water, its blood melted into the lake, and it was impossible to find even a single intact flesh on its body.

Tom also had many wounds on his body, most of which were caused by the barbs on the leopard's body during the attack, and he was fine for a short time.

The smaller leopard gradually recovered from the paralysis that Joel had cast, shaking its head and barely getting up from the ground.

With a glint of anger in its eyes, it stared at Joel, vowing to kill the human.

The body flew forward, and the four claws were extremely sharp.

The Poison Leopard is rated as the most vicious beast on land, in addition to a poisonous gas indiscriminate attack, the strong body and perception ability are also excellent, in terms of physical strength, they are not inferior to werewolves, the previous defeat to the tiger Tom was nothing more than because of the sneak attack and injury, plus Tom's physical strength is extraordinary.

But the physical strength of the leopard felt that it was not something that Joel could compete with, and seeing the shadow hanging overhead, Joel could not avoid it, and tried to stretch out his right arm.

A sharp tearing pain came, blood dripped onto Joel's fair cheeks, the school robe on his left arm was torn apart, and the delicate flesh and blood were separated, and the appearance of the radius could be faintly seen.

The poisonous leopard stared fiercely at the humans under its paws, every breath, poisonous gas came out from between the mouth and nose, and the purple poisonous gas also had a bit of fragrant fragrance, which was really fragrant.

Joel watched as the flesh on his left arm was sticking to it, and it was dripping with blood.

He took two steps back with the impact of the Poison Beast, and the wand he held in his right hand quickly scratched the Runi characters on his arm, he wanted to replicate the operation in Fenrir's esophagus at that time, and use the strange connection between blood, magic and Runi characters to stimulate the magic in the blood, so as to complete the escape.

But this time he was in a much more dangerous situation than before, and the Leopard would not give him time to prepare like Fenrir had faked.

Seeing Joel retreat, the killing aura in the eyes of the poisonous leopard became more and more vigorous, and he directly bullied forward, vowing to kill Joel.

He was forced to be helpless, looking at the sac poison leopard that flew over, ready to exchange the Gangunir in the system panel.

But the leopard was rammed out in the air, and it was Tiger Tom.

It sped at it and knocked the leopard away, but Tom was also exhausted and collapsed to the ground.

The poisonous gas that had seeped into its body began to kick in, and at the same time, old wounds from its body came out, and blood stained the bandages.

The battle with the badly wounded leopard had already consumed most of its strength, and it could only stretch out its four paws and struggle weakly at this time.

The enraged leopard saw Tom in his mouth, and did not hesitate at all, opening his mouth to bite Tom's neck.

Tom's fighting skills allowed it to narrowly avoid vital parts, and plugged the panther's mouth with its thick muscles.

This is already the extreme it can do, and the sac leopard shows no mercy, and the sharp mouth easily tears open the surface layer of thick muscles, and Tom let out a wail of pain.

Joel knew that he had little time left, and that he had to kill the Leopard before the magic in his body was completely sealed by the poison gas.

The leopard now saw that Tom was furious, and the tiger that came down from the mountain killed her husband right under his nose.

It gave up on pursuing Joel and attacked Tom instead.

This bought Joel some time, and with trembling hands he struggled to draw runic characters on his robes—the ground was too wet to write.

Tom's roar grew low, and the frenzied sac beast continued to bite at its body, injecting toxins into its body, leaving purple fluid on every wound.

Joel finally drew the 24 Runes characters, and the blood burned into flames again, engulfing the Hogwarts robes.

At this moment, Joel felt that he had gained surging magic again, and the magic power that was triggered by blood magic was weaker than before in the World Tree, after all, his own magic power could not be compared to Odin, the god king of Northern Europe.

But it was more than enough to deal with this sac poison beast whose strength was not at its peak.

The flames enveloped his left arm, and Joel used the last of his strength to condense the flames into a ball and throw it.

Right in the middle of the back of an unsuspecting sac leopard.

The flames swept up the moment they stuck to the leopard's body, engulfing its body entirely.

The Leopard had no idea of the attack, and in his opinion, it was impossible for a human who had been hit by his own nerve gas to use any spells.

But this ......

Before the thought could be made, the leopard lost consciousness, and the flame was so hot that it seemed to be roasted alive.

Two minutes later, Joel was lying on the ground, his chest heaving violently, his left arm no longer showing the appearance of flesh, and only a piece of underwear was left on his body.

The flame just now was a gadget he had researched a few days ago, similar to the form of the fire, but it was a little less powerful, and it had consumed all the magic that Joel could mobilize to burn this poisonous leopard to death.