C158 I Can't Take It Anymore

Upon sighting the dark metal tube before him, Mr. Xu was struck by an ominous premonition.

Despite his composed demeanor, his energy expenditure was on par with Zhong Wen's. Blood streamed from the severed wound on his left arm, and with each drop that fell, he felt his strength ebbing away. The prolonged battle and repeated casting of the Ebonwyrm's Corrosive Flame