Chapter 151: Treevor against all

"Shit, that fucking hurts!" The blue fang screamed as it grabbed its own arm, feeling the flesh on its arm being devoured. As a desperate measure, he tried to freeze part of his arm to ease the pain, finding that the poison had lost its effects.

The parasitic venom was weak against sudden temperature changes, the spores that made up the venom died easily in the cold.

"Good to know the poison is weak to cold. But man, we're fucked, aren't we?" Blue Fang asked as he looked at the nearly 2000 corpses that Treevor had killed in less than two minutes after he got away.

"It might not be as bad as you think. I doubt he can launch attacks like that whenever he wants. It's likely either consumed too much energy or has a long cooldown. Either way, he'll be weakened or unable to attack this form for some time." The black fang spoke trying to be positive, but he himself did not believe his words.