Holy Rhino
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Even the black-flame phoenix and dark cloud refused to draw closer at this time. It was the same for Han Sen, who chose to only watch the gallons of blood stain the black sand.
"Roar!"
The white rhino roared to the skies and its skin cracked like charred earth, as blood gushed out of its crevices.
Han Sen was frozen. The rhino was as big as a mountain, and it was as if he was watching one crumble to the ground.
"Roar!"
The white rhino's flesh peeled away, ceaselessly unraveling. Beyond the blinding lights, he could make out the shape of its disintegrating skeleton. More and more streams of blood began to appear, like the birth of mountain waterfalls. And all the while, the motionless rhino cried out in agony.
"If this was going to happen, why did it so greedily want to eat the fruit? It's like it chose to self-destruct." Han Sen sighed. He believed death was the only conclusion to the rhino's current suffering.
Boom!