Chapter 590 Yangzi Croc, Dead!

• Rain poured down in sheets.
• In the stormy night, blades flashed and crossed. The Black Troops tightened their ring. Even though Yangzi Croc fought by leading from the front and tore open a gap, he was still human, and humans run out of steam.
• Ten minutes of messy, rain-soaked battle felt like half a century. Wounds on his body stood out sharper, his edge dulled, and that death-soldier frenzy waned. From unstoppable at the start to getting boxed in by the Black Army, he could only take hits.