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Translator: Yukidaruma Translations Editor: Yukidaruma Translations
"All three Demigods have gone missing?" Tyrant looked at the report in his hands, and his eyes narrowed.
Their world had gone through a metamorphosis, causing the ether particles to be unprecedentedly active. Additionally, the Empire was rich in resources and had a thriving martial arts scene, and its countless Knights were improving at a tremendous rate. Other than the Divine level experts in the past, there had been over ten newly advanced Divine level experts.
However, there were only several hundred Demigod existences across the Empire. Each of them were capable of dominating an area of their own. Right now, the simultaneous disappearance of Demigods over a case was something that had not happened ever since Fang Xingjian took control over the Empire.
After finding out about this, Tyrant no longer sent ordinary Divine level experts to investigate. Instead, he personally led a team of several hundred elites from the Eastern Sand Region to the Eastern Sand Region.
Tyrant had been through tough and endless cultivation and received all sorts of resources as well as heavenly and earthly treasures from Fang Xingjian. He had also gotten the reinforcement from the ninth level of the mystical prints, read the secret manuals from countless martial arts factions, and jointly cleared the Nine-Tiered Heavens' trials with someone else using the Double Moons Projection. At present, he had already reached the pinnacle of tier five of the Divine level.
Additionally, his intentions for making this trip personally were very simple. The other party was capable of letting three Divine level experts disappear unknowingly. They must be an existence that was at least at the Divine level or higher. There would still be risks in sending other Divine level experts over. The reason he made this trip personally was so that the other party would not be given any chances.
Therefore, one day later, over 100 elites followed Tyrant and headed to the Eastern Sand Region, arriving in the Gold Mountain Town that was amidst the desert.
Right now, the Gold Mountain Town showed no signs of having been destroyed after a great battle. Everything still appeared so tranquil and desolate. It was just like how things were when Dennis and the other two Demigods arrived earlier.
Tyrant waved his hand, and the East Military Execution Order's elites—who wore blue and white uniforms—turned into many black shadows and darted out with a flash. They searched through the entire town like tidal waves.
"Commander, there aren't anyone."
"Sir, there are no discoveries."
"Based on the traces, the people here left at most one hour ago."
Tyrant closed his eyes briefly and listened to his subordinates' reports. Simultaneously, he sent his martial will spreading out like air that passed through everywhere, checking the entire town's situation inch by inch.
A short moment later, Tyrant opened his eyes, and a hint of bewilderment flashed in his eyes.
'Are they really gone?'
Hoult, who was standing next to him, asked, "Sir, do we give chase?" Hoult was from the same year as Fang Xingjian back in the academy and a genius who had gotten second place in the Regional Selection. After giving up on competing against Fang Xingjian, Hoult fully devoted his efforts on cultivating and on his work.
Relying on his outstanding talent, he had become an important subordinate to Tyrant and had even advanced to become an expert at tier two of the Divine level.
Hearing Hoult's question, Tyrant was just about to nod when he suddenly raised his brows."That's not right."
"What is it?" Hoult and the others immediately got on their guard.
Tyrant abruptly looked toward the center of the town."Not only is there no one, but there isn't even an ant within a range of ten lis. There is clearly a problem."
Before Tyrant's voice died away, the colors in the entire world seemed to change. The sky was suddenly encompassed by layers of red light. Countless cracks opened up in the ground, and red viscous blood-like liquid covered the ground as it came over.
Strong gales that had an intense smell of blood started blowing, and there seemed to be aggrieved souls crying.
"A bunch of trickeries!" Tyrant let out a cold laugh and punched out, and it was as if a huge howling beast had appeared. The beast opened its mouth toward a place in the center of the town that had an area of several thousand square meters, wanting to swallow it in one mouthful.
With this one attack, the space within several thousand square meters completely collapsed, leaving behind a stretch of barren land. However, it was on this smooth and empty surface that a golden figure stood proudly.
The human figure was about over three meters tall, covered entirely in golden stratum corneum that emitted golden light under the illumination from the light rays. It had a long tail behind it which swung occasionally, lashing out at the air and creating crackling sounds of explosions.
After looking at the hundred or so people from the East Military Execution Order, it licked its lips."To have so many people coming at once, you guys are really kind."
It had not wanted to take the lives of Tyrant and the group since it would stand out too much if this group of people were to die. Although it was not afraid of the experts in this world, it was more willing to start a war after gaining another escape path when the red river's blood pool had completely locked onto this world. This was a habit it had always kept, and it had saved his lives countless times. Therefore, it had always kept up with this good practice.
However, since this group had already noticed something, it could only deal with all of them at once.
Tyrant looked at the golden figure and suddenly frowned."Who are you?"
"My name is Rheatius, a gourmet who likes to travel, " Rheatius said calmly."Let me have a try of what you guys taste like."
At the next instant, Rheatius took a step forward and twisted off a Demigod's head. Then the monster opened its mouth to an unbelievable degree and stuffed the entire head into its mouth.
At the sight of this scene, everyone was infuriated. With a single thought, all of them wanted to charge out to attack Rheatius.
However, the moment they tried to move, they realized that they were unable to do so.
The corners of Rheatius's lips curled up into a hint of a brutal smile. It opened its mouth once again, swallowing the upper body of the Demigod in front of it.
"Horrified?
"Anxious?
"Scared?
"Don't know what to do?"
Martial will seethed wildly throughout Tyrant's body. However, no matter how he sent his powers erupting out, he was still unable to budge.
"Hehehehe, have a good sense of this feeling before your death. Let this emotion seep deep into every bit of your flesh and blood. This will create unparalleled delicacies for me." Rheatius licked the blood traces on its lips and walked toward another Conferred Knight. It seemed to become even more delighted when looking at the Conferred Knight's horrified gaze.
"I call this domain 'slaughterhouse'. It's because humans like you guys always resist and move around before you get eaten. Within this domain, all fundamental particles are circulated by my powers, and as long as a person's powers don't surpass my existence, they won't be able to move."
A pffft sound rang out, and Rheatius's finger poked straight into a conferred knight's skull. Rheatius then sucked on the Conferred Knight's head with its mouth, and red and white liquid flowed out, entering its mouth.
Rage flashed in Hoult's eyes, but there was still an uncontrollable terror in the depths of his gaze. He kept on using his martial will to communicate with Tyrant.
"Sir, what should we do? Are you unable to break free as well?"
Tyrant's countenance was extremely grim, and he did not answer Hoult's question. Instead, he looked at Rheatius and said, "Monster, if I were you, I would already have started escaping."
"Hmmm?" Rheatius turned its head."You want to infuriate me? Is there any meaning to that?" It laughed and pointed in Tyrant's direction."Then I'll have a taste of you first."
However, at the next moment, a gush of power—that was massive like the seas, like the starry sky, and like the boundless universe—descended from the sky.
In a situation where Rheatius was unable to react at all, it almost instantly got compressed into meat paste by invisible powers, turning into a meat patty that lay on the ground.
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