A Golden Hair

"What a terrifying wound!"

Casanova sucked in a breath of cold air.

The hair on the back of his neck stood up like steel needles.

He thought that the attack that caused the wound must have been silent at first. It was hidden in the stormy offensive, and Crocodile Head did not notice at all.

Perhaps the moment he was hit, Crocodile Head only felt a light bite in his armpit.

Then, his left chest along with his heart was completely smashed into mud.

But, wait a minute...

Casanova gestured, finding the whole thing odd. "How could the attacker attack Crocodile Head's armpit?"

The armpit, eyes, lower body, and temples were all vital points.

However, the armpits were blocked by the arms and were by the side, so it was usually very difficult to hit them.