Looking back at that moment, I was terrified, and my blood froze instantly.

It's beyond the simple word "near" to describe it. What I saw was a sand beast leaping into the air and pouncing on my back!

The next second, unsurprisingly, I was pounced on and knocked down into the mud. Taking advantage of its size, the sand monster immediately opened its mouth and bit my neck the moment it pounced on me.

At that moment, my adrenaline surged dozens of times. As I watched its huge mouth snap down, I used my left hand to block and protect my head.

The next second, I felt a sharp pain in my left forearm, as if a rusty nail had been driven into my arm, and warm blood slowly dripped down my arm onto my face.

I could feel my muscles trembling uncontrollably; I couldn't muster any strength at all. This was due to a disruption in the brain's command system under extreme tension, causing my muscles to become uncoordinated.

This situation is very dangerous. The principle is similar to being electrocuted, where the body's muscle groups exert force simultaneously without the brain's control.

This is why some people get so scared that their legs go weak.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

Top jumped back in fright, and seeing me covered in blood, he didn't know what to do. He jumped around frantically and squeaked.

It's over, it's all over!

The extreme pain and psychological pressure at this moment have left me feeling utterly hopeless and completely devoid of the will to resist.

Just as I was about to close my eyes and resign myself to fate, I heard Top scream, followed by a piercing hiss from the sand monster.

With the cat giving way, and fueled by an overdose of adrenaline, I felt much less pain.

But my body is still very stiff, and all my muscles are trembling uncontrollably.

I wanted to take control of my body immediately, but the more anxious I was, the less my body obeyed me.

My current situation is like being paralyzed by a ghost. My consciousness is very clear, but I have no control over my body and am firmly fixed to the ground.

"Damn it! Get moving, Tang Yi!"

I cursed myself in desperation. If I didn't get up and do something now, and that sand monster attacked me again, it would all be over.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

At that moment, I heard a series of rapid monkey calls, the kind of sounds I only ever heard when monkeys were fighting over territory. And now, Top was actually fighting!

Unexpectedly, it was Top who overcame his fear first. At this moment, Top, who was worried about my safety, was already fiercely fighting with a beast that was much stronger and more than ten times larger.

At this moment, Top, relying on his small and agile size, had already climbed onto the body of the Sand Beast.

The long mane on the back of the Sand Golem actually made it easier for Top to grip.

Once Top climbed onto the back of the Sand Beast, he grabbed the mane on its neck tightly and began biting at its neck.

Monkeys also have fangs that are several centimeters long. Although they are not as long as the fangs of ferocious beasts like tigers, they are very sharp.

Their fangs are like four small, sharp daggers, easily piercing the flesh of most beasts.

Top was originally the Monkey King, and the Monkey King's status was not inherited, but earned through real fighting.

So once Top entered attack mode, it went straight into a frenzied climax, tearing and biting at the sand monster.

Perhaps it was afraid that its fangs weren't long enough to maximize the damage and save me.

This monkey not only kept changing the position of its lower jaw to bite randomly, but also held tightly to the flesh and skin of the sand beast, using its hands and feet to grab its mane and kick and twist.

The sand monster that had been biting me finally let go because it couldn't bear the pain anymore, and then Top and I started fighting.

However, at this moment, the Sand Beast's enormous size no longer gave Top any advantage.

At this moment, Top was like a flea on the Sand Beast, clinging tightly to its mane and biting it relentlessly.

The sand beast was furious and wanted to bite the damned little thing to death. But unfortunately, its head couldn't reach its own back, so it could only roar and couldn't do anything to Top for the time being.

But this cunning animal quickly devised a way to deal with Top. Since it couldn't bite him while standing, it lay down and rolled around, not believing Top wouldn't come down.

The sand beast slammed down onto the ground, its neck slamming into the earth. Weighing at least two or three hundred pounds, if Top were crushed by it, he would surely die.

Unfortunately, it underestimated the agility of primates. The moment it lay down, Top jumped off its back and grabbed the sand monster by the tail to harass it.

The tail, located at the very end of the Sand Golem's body, is a blind spot that its claws and mouth cannot reach. At this moment, Top is actually using the tail-pulling technique he used when fighting monkeys on the Sand Golem.

The Sand Beast roared angrily, clearly enraged. It lay prone on the ground and quickly snapped its head towards its tail.

Monkeys hop and leap through the forest, and their long-term training and anticipation allowed Top to grab the sand monster's tail and run to its back immediately.

Top was clever; knowing it was no match for the Sand Beast head-on, it consistently used the tactic of circling the giant beast's blind spots to buy time.

They rolled and fought on the ground, splashing mud and water everywhere as they struggled.

Having gained some time from Top, I regained some control over my body. I climbed out of the mud, no longer caring about my bleeding left hand.

If we don't kill it today, both Top and I will die at the hands of this beast.

Fortunately, I retained a sliver of rationality in the moment of crisis, sacrificing my left hand to buy myself some time to survive, thus preserving my dominant hand.

Now that I can still move my right hand and right foot, fueled by adrenaline, I endured the pain and picked up the crossbow again, stringing it and loading an arrow.

But when I aimed my crossbow, the sand monster on the ground seemed to know how deadly it was, and it actually got up and pounced on me despite Top's attacks.

In my haste, I drew my Xuan Blade. The arrow shot out and struck the sand beast in the lower abdomen.

The lower abdominal organs of a wild beast are not as important as its thoracic organs. Wounded wild beasts will not die immediately; they will only become more ferocious.

"Ugh!"

The sand monster roared in pain and tried to bite off my head.

Just then, Top climbed onto its neck and took a deep bite into its artery.

Top's sharp fangs pierced through like daggers, and blood gushed out from the four bloody holes instantly.

I gritted my teeth and pulled out my Nepalese machete with my right hand.

Top has bought me a lot of time, and it's probably reached its limit. I have to use my most powerful machete to kill this guy!