Chapter 310: Demonic Birth Peak
Chapter 310: Demonic Birth Peak
Lyon, enveloped in black smoke, immediately charged forward after declaring war, instantly adding a streak of blood to the emerald-green Emerald Valley.
Facing Lyon’s heavy wolf-toothed mace, the Wealth Goddess, whose strength had been divided into 30,000 parts by the Collective Punishment Code and whose soul was pinned down by the Willful Scale, appeared as fragile as a puppet.
In this peculiar war without battle cries, Lyon, using various instruments of torture as weapons, charged down the mountain like a war chariot, smashing the headless divine corpses that lunged at him into pieces, leaving a trail of blood and flesh in the emerald-green valley.
Occasionally, when the headless divine corpses swarmed and entangled him, preventing him from moving, a sinister instrument of torture would temporarily be set up to forcibly pull the corpses off Lyon, allowing him to regain his freedom and charge forward again.
As this bloody path grew longer, the rolling black smoke surrounding Lyon seemed to gain nourishment from the divine blood on the ground, growing uncontrollably and infinitely. The demonic shadow floating behind him also became more solid and expanded with the thick smoke.
Two meters, three meters... five meters, seven meters... ten meters, twelve meters...
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And it didn’t stop there.
The originally blurry scales of the goat-headed demon became increasingly clear as the black smoke grew denser. The once indistinct claws and fangs solidified, even taking on a faint metallic luster. The smoke exhaled from its mouth and nose, mixed with sparks, actually produced a scorching heat!
...
How exhilarating! It’s driving the demon crazy!
The consciousness mixed into the demonic shadow behind Lyon, watching the figure ahead who had shed all distractions and fully immersed himself in war and brutality, couldn’t help but want to burst into laughter.
On a battlefield where flesh and blood flew, one person charged against 30,000 True Gods, slaughtering them until the ground was littered with corpses... This was simply the highest reward for a demon! Even at the peak of my power, I never dared to dream of something so outrageous!
Honestly, if I can have such a thrilling bloodbath, even if I’m ultimately killed by the Wealth Goddess, my life will have been worth it, damn it!
After inhaling a deep breath of the thick smoke emanating from the True God’s flesh, the demon, whose soul was trembling with pleasure, roared with red eyes, then bent down and swept a large area in front of Lyon clear. He then scooped up seven or eight headless divine corpses and viciously stuffed them into his mouth.
Thud, thud, thud.
...
Seeing the divine corpses that were swallowed and then fell out from his smoky belly, the fifteen-meter-tall black goat demon couldn’t help but fall silent for a moment, then made a dissatisfied sound and waved his hand to clear away these immobile corpses. He then took a deep breath and spewed out large clouds of smoke filled with sparks, roaring towards the army of divine corpses blocking Lyon’s path!
Is this... the black goat demon?
Seeing the black smoke, laden with headless divine corpses, sweep down the valley, the already bloodthirsty Lyon was startled and finally regained a bit of his composure.
Looking back at the huge demonic shadow behind him, the surprised Lyon was about to ask a question when he felt a sudden weight on his head. When he reached up to touch it, he found a pair of pitch-black horns with spiral patterns had suddenly grown there.
?!!!
“Hahaha, this is the proof that you’ve gained my complete recognition!”
Sensing Lyon’s surprise, the black goat demon, having reached the peak of his demonic birth, couldn’t help but laugh and say:
“Just like the person from the Lyon family who obtained my heart, whether it was called Bobby or Barbie, his ambition and arrogance matched my heart, so my heart replaced his and merged with him!
And just now, you fully immersed yourself in the war, genuinely enjoying the beauty of battle, truly aligning with the rage and warfare I represent. So from now on, you... What are you doing?
"Ouch! Stop pulling it out!"
"Hurry up and get it off!"
After trying to pull it off twice, Lyon realized that the goat horns seemed to have grown there from the start, seamlessly integrated with his head. He couldn't help but exclaim in a mix of shock and anger,
"I'm a human! How can I have horns on my head?!"
"..."
Huh? You're a human?
Lyon turned around and saw the blood path stretching over three hundred meters behind him, lined with various torture devices binding and suspending the headless divine corpses that were struggling incessantly. He also noticed Emma, who seemed to have emerged from the blood pool, her clothes completely soaked in blood, and her soul, engulfed in raging demon flames, seemed on the verge of bursting out of her body. The Black Goat Demon couldn't help but smack its lips, unsure of what to say for a moment.
Well, let's just say, with your level of purity, even if you were thrown directly into the deepest abyss, you'd still be considered a formidable force. The word 'human' doesn't really fit here... But never mind, since you're the boss, whatever you say goes!
As Lyon kept urging, the Black Goat Demon reluctantly retracted its horns and then enveloped Lyon within its smoky belly. It extended its two-meter-long demonic arms and frantically swatted the incoming divine corpses like squashing ants, widening the blood path by tenfold or more. Finally, from the bottom of the valley, Emma's anxious voice echoed...
"Stop! No more killing!"
Feeling the increasing resistance in his hands and seeing the slender sword being pushed out again, Emma realized what was happening and quickly shouted to Lyon,
"She's doing it on purpose! These corpses from the split-up Law Books are part of her power! The more corpses you destroy, the more strength she regains!"
"Lyon! While she's still down, run! Take Tom and run! I can't hold on much longer!"
What? The Wealth Goddess is doing this on purpose?
Hearing Emma's shout, Lyon's pupils constricted slightly, and he quickly turned around.
To his astonishment, he realized that at some point, the divine corpses in the valley, which had been swaying unsteadily, had started to attack each other frenziedly. However, their power was so divided that their attacks caused minimal damage, as their physical strength was evenly matched. This mutual assault seemed to have little effect.
But after Lyon's charge and the Black Goat Demon's wild slapping with its Susanoo, the divine corpses in the valley fell like cut wheat, directly clearing out a significant area. At least one-thirtieth of them had 'died' by their hands!
This won't do; we must move even faster!
"Stop! No more killing! Just let them fight among themselves... Emma!"
After hastily stopping the Black Goat Demon's attack, Lyon was enveloped in billowing black mist, with even his nose and ears emitting smoke. He wiped away the faint golden-hued divine blood from his face and then, while chugging down strong liquor, shouted towards the bottom of the Emerald Valley,
"Hold on... glug glug... just a moment... glug glug... I'm almost there!"
(End of Chapter)
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