Picking Up Attributes From Today
/ Picking Up Attributes From Today Chapter 168
“Hurry up!”
“There's a huge commotion over there!”
“A fierce battle must be taking place!”
“It's a great chance to cash in on others!”
“All of you, hurry up! Don't let other bastards get there before we do…”
A few streams of light whizzed swiftly through the mountainous forest outside the basin. A few breaths later, they reached the basin's periphery.
Gasp!
“The whole stone forest has actually turned into such a terrible state?”
“Just how fierce must the battle just now have been?”
The few of them exchanged a look. All of them could see the astonishment in one another's eyes. Then, they looked at a blond young man among them.
“Carlos, what should we do now?”
“Are you sure you want to cash in on this?”
Carlos, the blond young man, was obviously the leader of the team. He didn't answer his companions; instead, he looked toward the depths of the basin.
A brief moment later, his eyes widened, and he burst into laughter. “Yes! Why shouldn't we? Fellows, we've struck gold this time!”
“Huh?”
His companions exchanged looks of confusion with one another.
“Don't ask. We'll talk again after we head over!”
An earth dragon automatically rose from underneath his feet and raced toward the depths of the basin with Carlos on its back. At the sight of this, all his companions also followed after him.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The group moved at high speed. Soon, they arrived at the basin center, and then they saw something that terribly astounded them.
A 50-meters-tall enormous creature laid on its back in the stone forest. Riddled with wounds and covered in blood, it was barely breathing anymore. From the looks of it, it was on the brink of death.
“A B-Behemoth! That's a Behemoth!”
“Oh my dragon god! It's actually a Behemoth!”
Astounded, the few of them let out a series of exclamations.
“No! It's not just any ordinary Behemoth!” Carlos swallowed hard as he said, “That's a Saint Domain Multi-Armed Behemoth! Who was it that managed to pummel a Saint Domain Multi-Armed Behemoth into a pathetic state like that?”
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
For a moment there, everyone's gazes practically landed at the same time on Meng Lei, who was opposite the Multi-Armed Behemoth.
Meng Lei laid on a huge rock; his complexion was as pale as a sheet. With blood at the corners of his lips, he was the very picture of someone heavily injured and on his deathbed after a fierce battle.
Evidently, his battle with the Multi-Armed Behemoth had worn both parties out.
“He's the one that wounded the Multi-Armed Behemoth?”
“What kind of joke is that? It's actually a little brat?”
“It doesn't seem like there's anyone else here, aside from the Multi-Armed Behemoth and him. Who else can it be, other than him?”
“Oh my dragon god, is he really the one?”
“Not only is a Saint Domain Multi-Armed Behemoth comparable to a Golden Colossal Dragon, but their terrestrial combat strength and wrestling abilities are even stronger than a Golden Colossal Dragon's. Yet he can actually beat up the Multi-Armed Behemoth into that state?”
“Who's that little brat? Do any of you know him?”
“No, I don't!”
“Never seen him!”
“I know all the Empire-Affiliated Academy Contestants, but I've never seen that little brat! He's obviously from the 15 kingdoms and 48 dukedoms!”
“There's someone that strong from the 15 kingdoms and 48 dukedoms?”
Carlos, the blond young man, stared hard at Meng Lei as flames of jealousy blazed within him.
That little brat looked so young, yet he was strong enough to contend against the Multi-Armed Behemoth. Just how amazingly talented must he be!?
But what about him?
Born with a silver spoon, he had gone through the strictest education since he was young and enjoyed the highest grade cultivation resources. He was already past 29 years old, yet his cultivation hadn't gone past pinnacle-level ninth-grade yet. He was only barely bordering on Saint Domain.
If he had to fight the Multi-Armed Behemoth head-on, it would practically be no different from sending him straight to his death.
Jealousy burned within Carlos. With a deep, dark look in his eyes, he ordered, “The few of you, kill that Behemoth. Leave that little brat to me!”
“No problem!”
“How exciting! This is my first time seeing a Multi-Armed Behemoth, not to mention killing one!”
“Oh my dragon god! To think I actually get to kill a Multi-Armed Behemoth that's hailed as the king of terrestrial battles in my life! The blood in me is boiling uncontrollably!”
Unable to wait any further, the others rushed toward the Multi-Armed Behemoth while Carlos walked up to Meng Lei with a complex look in his eyes.
“Little brat! Although I don't know who you are, I can imagine that in the kingdom or dukedom where you come from, you must be a genius basking in the limelight, idolized and embraced by countless people, right?”
“What are you trying to do?”
Meng Lei's complexion was ghastly pale.
“Frankly speaking, I'm very envious of people with excellent talent like you. You can disregard background, resources, age, and without putting in any hard work, still possess strength far beyond others' to bask in the limelight and be embraced by many.
“It's just a shame that there are many things that one can't get despite their envy!”
The corners of Carlos' lips curled upward as he said, “I have a lot of strengths, but having the tolerance for people more outstanding than me isn't one of them. In particular, amazingly talented monsters like you make me even crazier with jealousy!”
“Y-you… Don't you dare!”
Meng Lei warned with a horrified and fearful expression, “The emperor has prohibited us from hunting and killing fellow contestants. Otherwise, they'll be eliminated. You can't kill me!”
“Kill you? Of course, I won't do that!” Carlos gave him a chilly smile. “But I can destroy you! So that you'll no longer have amazing talent and turn into a total cripple!”
As he spoke, he took out a test tube filled with red liquid from his spatial ring. The content looked like blood! Scarlet, demoniac blood!
“This tube of blood is filled with Soul-Devouring Hell Leeches. Do you know what Soul-Devouring Hell Leeches are?”
Carlos gave the test tube in his hand a couple of shakes as he went on. “They are a type of exotic parasitic poisonous worm that lives in humans or Magical Beasts' blood. They specialize in devouring Battle Aura, magic power, and spiritual power!
“Once Soul-Devouring Hell Leeches make their way into someone's body, even Saint Domain experts can forget about ever getting rid of them!
“The only thing they can do is to watch helplessly as the Soul-Devouring Hell Leeches devour their spiritual power, magic power, and Battle Aura bit by bit until everything's gone! And perish in the end!”
A smiling Carlos added, “Before the competition started, I had specially gotten the Soul-Devouring Hell Leeches ready for the sole purpose of dealing with strong and talented monsters like you. If I could, I would like to kill all of you! And you… You're just the first one I'm starting with!”
After he spoke, Carlos popped off the cork and prepared to pour the blood infused with Soul-Devouring Hell Leeches onto Meng Lei.
Meng Lei couldn't keep his act at this point. With a flip, he got up and caught Carlos' arm with his own. Then, he snatched the test tube from him.
(⊙o⊙)
Carlos was stunned.
“You're too goddamn disgusting!” Meng Lei had a dark look on his countenance as he said, “Not only are you robbing me of my battle spoils, but you're even intending to destroy me with something so malicious! What a goddamn pervert!”
Then, Meng Lei slammed his fist into Carlos' abdomen, almost beating his dinner from the previous night out of him.
“You loser, I'll leave you to have a taste of this thing here yourself!”
With a casual grab, pour, and close, Meng Lei poured all the blood in the test tube into Carlos' mouth.
Then, he broke Carlos' jaw into pieces with a flying kick so that he wouldn't even have the chance to throw up the Soul-Devouring Hell Leeches!
“Ughh~”
Carlos fell onto the ground and began to whimper and scream as he held his stomach. Anxious, in pain, and terrified, he had totally broken down.
Elsewhere, the few preparing to kill the Multi-Armed Behemoth turned around upon hearing the commotion, their countenances full of horror.
“Carlos!”
“What's going on?”
“Birds of a feather flock together! None of you is anyone decent!”
Meng Lei snorted coldly. Then, with a flick of his fingers, several golden rays shot out and instantly slashed across their knees.
With a neat and organized soft thud, the few of them fell onto the ground—their upper bodies, that was. From the knee down, they were still standing…
Chapter end
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