They say a person with a stubborn mind has never seen a stone-headed person. Could it be that this King of Hell’s corpse has turned into a fossil? If the holes in the stone were soft, it would be extremely disgusting.

The fat guy was thrown around, but his fingers were tightly gripping the hole, as if he were rock climbing and couldn’t let go. It seems that the title of “God’s Finger” is about to be relinquished.

However, he still couldn’t manage to stuff the grenade in. I kept twisting; no matter how many hands I had, if I was holding onto all the protrusions, it would definitely not be enough to throw the fat guy off. He would have to let go of one or two.

As expected, the hand holding my head was soon released, allowing my head to turn. I immediately reached out to the fat guy: “Did you pull the pin?”

The fat guy shouted, “Of course I did! I’m not a German idiot.”

“Throw it to me!” I yelled.

“Are you trying to be like Dong Cunrui? If it explodes in your hand, you’ll definitely die.”

I shouted that I had a clever plan. The fat guy cursed, and in the midst of being tossed around, he tried to throw it to me several times but couldn’t let go.

Once the grenade pin is pulled, it will explode a few seconds after being thrown. I just need to catch it and hold the pin to keep it in standby mode. But if I can’t catch it, the grenade will explode beneath me, and I will be riddled with mud and shrapnel.

I concentrated all my energy. It would be easier with two hands, but with one hand, I had to catch the grenade and hold the pin at the same time.

The fat guy tossed it a few times but didn’t dare to take the risk. Finally, I saw him yell, and with the momentum, he let go and threw it towards me.

His whole body crashed into me and then rolled down. He grabbed the hand around my neck, hung on, and shoved the grenade towards me.

I caught it and said to the fat guy, “Dive into the mud!” The fat guy twisted his body to dodge the hand coming for him, then curled up and sank into the mud.

As the mud splashed, one of the King of Hell’s hands quickly plunged into the mud and grabbed the fat guy.

In that instant, the King of Hell’s entire body bent down, exposing its back. I relaxed my grip on the pin and threw it towards the King of Hell’s back in that brief moment.

The projectile accurately arced over its shoulder, and its body straightened up, blocking the grenade behind its back. At that moment, even though the light was dim, everything seemed to slow down. I watched the grenade, and if it slowed down just a fraction more, it would be blocked by the shoulder and fall into the gap between me and the King of Hell.

It would really explode right in front of me, and my insides would splatter all over the stones here.

Then I curled up and shouted to the fat guy, “It’s about to explode!”

The fat guy immediately copied me, and in an instant, the grenade exploded against the King of Hell’s back with a loud bang, sending water columns mixed with shattered armor flying. I saw a distorted shockwave appear in the air, instantly enveloping the King of Hell. Its body was completely broken by the shockwave, like a pile driver smashing its entire back, lifting it into the air.

In a quarter of a second, my ears went instantly silent, followed by a piercing ring. The shockwave rolled towards me, and the armor on the King of Hell’s chest was instantly blown apart, with scales shooting into me like darts.

Then the shockwave engulfed me, and in an instant, my vision blurred. My whole body was squeezed and twisted like clay, and before I could even feel pain, I lost consciousness.

“It’s not the first time I’ve been knocked over by a shockwave at close range, and this time there’s such a big guy blocking me. Most of the shockwave from the grenade that exploded almost right next to its back was directed backward, and all the shrapnel aimed at me was absorbed by its armor. So the impact was even lighter than in previous instances.

A few seconds later, I struggled out of the mud with my ears ringing, spitting out a mouthful of sludge, while the fat guy stepped on the Yama’s arm and reached out to pull me. ‘Let’s go, you triggered something else!’ was the meaning of his lip movements.”