"Porcupine!" the Great Fierce Bear roared furiously, recklessly charging toward him to save him.
Meanwhile, Chen Pingchuan had taken advantage of his men's attack to quietly reach the top of the Sandworm. Standing steadily on the creature's head, his gaze was like a torch as he carefully observed it, trying to find a fatal weakness.
"Sleight of Hand!"
As Chen Pingchuan's lips parted slightly, a Sandworm tooth nearly the size of his hand appeared instantly.
Damn it. Just as I thought, this thing has too many teeth. The odds of randomly drawing a tooth are higher than hitting an important organ.
Chen Pingchuan casually tossed the massive tooth aside. Then, in a voice only he could hear, he roared in his heart.
"Spirit of Coexistence!"
Below, the fierce battle between the group and the Sandworm raged on, a cacophony of battle cries and the creature's roars.
