The sense of weakness caused by the dwindling strength did not shake little Dou Ding's resolve; he demonstrated a resilience uncommon for someone of his age.
"Their death should make me grow, make me strong, not fall here meaninglessly without any value!"
"Tsk, then let me see how much value you can give to these beasts' death!"
Noah's wings fluttered gently, the dragon body soared with the wind, becoming smaller and smaller before little Dou Ding.
"You no longer have the chance to regret, until the last breath of your life ends, I will appear before you, but by then, it signifies your failure."
"I will never fail."
Uranos's gaze was firm; he looked down at his plump little fist,
"Who says I have no weapon?"
Although saying so, mere rhetoric could never solve the real issues faced; without the Heavenly Gifted Divine Weapon transformed from Golden Thunder, surviving in the forest indeed became arduous for Uranos.
