The Golden Dragon-Lions in the vicinity fared even worse. Those who were nearby exploded into mists of blood while those who were faraway suffered heavy injuries, blood spurting violently from their mouths.
“To think a single roar’s might is actually this powerful!”
Meng Lei suppressed his churning blood and energy flow as he remarked, “As expected of a Demon Realm’s Demon Lord that can rival a true god!”
Despite this, Meng Lei was exceptionally excited. This was his first time facing off with a true god, so how could he possibly not be?
“Low-end existential planes’ space-time dimensions sure are fragile. Just a soft roar is enough to break the void.”
The gigantic Ram-Lion twisted its neck side to side, producing crisp-sounding cracks as it did so. “And the gravity, too. It’s much lower than the Demon Realm’s. I wonder how fast a speed I can reach here?”
“Kill him, Grandmaster! Hurry and kill him!”
Now that both of Thackeray’s arms had been severed, he practically hated Meng Lei with a burning passion, and he began to bellow furiously.
“Don’t worry. He won’t live past another few seconds.”
A slight smile appeared on the Ram-Lion’s visage, and it instantly vanished from where it was. It moved about like a ghost, its speed lightning-quick. By the time it reappeared, it was already right in front of Meng Lei.
“I’m going to swallow you up, little worm!”
The Ram-Lion opened its cavernous jaws, and a pungent odor rushed toward Meng Lei as it tried to gobble him up.
Whoosh!
Meng Lei’s form flickered, and he teleported behind the Ram-Lion. A blood-red scythe abruptly appeared in his hand—it was the Grim Reaper Scythe!
“Eat me? That’ll depend on whether your teeth are sharp enough or not!”
Meng Lei brandished the Grim Reaper Scythe. With a rip, the scythe sliced across the Ram-Lion’s back and made a deep cut.
“Ahhh!”
The Ram-Lion let out a cry, becoming both alarmed and furious at the same time. However, when it saw the Grim Reaper Scythe in Meng Lei’s hands, a look of shock and fear appeared in its eyes, and it stammered, “The G-Grim Reaper Scythe?”
“Bingo! I’ll reward you with another slash!”
Meng Lei broke into a grin. Then, he teleported to the Ram-Lion’s abdomen and swung the scythe down again.
Splurt!
This move of his practically couldn’t get any dirtier—because he didn’t aim it at anywhere else but the gigantic Ram-Lion’s enormous shaft.
A flash of blood later, the incredibly huge treasure was cut off right at the base!
“Ahhh!”
Intense pain assaulted the Ram-Lion’s nerves, and it let out a heart-wrenching cry. It jumped up and down in pain while pungent and foul-smelling black blood sprayed everywhere...
Bam!
At this point, the precious treasure that had been cut off crashed onto the ground, emitting a dull bam as it landed. Everyone’s eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets at the sight of this!
“This, this...”
“That’s... that... thing?”
“You worm! Goddamn worm! You—”
The gigantic Ram-Lion had also realized that its precious treasure used to continue the ancestral line was gone. It was so furious that it almost passed out!
Hate filled its heart, so much so that even all the water in the rivers and lakes couldn’t wash it away!
“I want you dead! I want you dead!”
Demonic aura that surged the high heavens burst forth from the Ram-Lion. As though an erupting volcano, vast, majestic demonic might instantly swept outward in every direction, capable of dealing a devastating blow any moment.
“Die!”
However, Meng Lei didn’t give it any chances at all. He teleported right in front of the Ram-Lion. Then, with the Grim Reaper Scythe in hand, he aimed it right at its neck and swung it down mercilessly.
Splurt!
The Grim Reaper Scythe was simply too sharp. Without a single obstruction standing in its way, it sliced right across the gigantic Ram-Lion’s throat!
A two-meter-deep line of blood appeared at its throat right away. As though a breached dam, blood spurted and cascaded from the wound, dyeing the square black.
Roar!
The Ram-Lion let out another tragic cry, the demonic might that it’d only just charged up instantly doused. However, its neck was simply too thick, so the blow didn’t manage to sever its head from its body.
“This scythe... It’s so sharp!”
Bubbles, Klaus, and the other two half-deities were incredibly astounded by the sight. The gigantic Ram-Lion had clearly already advanced beyond the level of a half-deity to reach the level of a true god!
One must know that that was a true god!
Just how strong and powerful an existence was that?
Moreover, it was common for demonic races to possess strong and mighty physiques. The Ram-Lion was even a true god, so its demonic body must have been even stronger and mightier. Yet the blood-red scythe had easily cut through it!
So, just how sharp must the blood-red scythe have been?
“Master simply has too many divine weapons!”
Klaus couldn’t resist sighing wistfully. Bubbles and the other two also nodded, agreeing with his statement wholeheartedly.
The Gods-Slaying Spear, the Hammer of Destruction, the blood-red machete, and now, the blood-red scythe—that made a grand total of four divine weapons. How thoroughly enviable!
“The Grandmaster is... a-actually not his match!”
A dazed Thackeray stood where he was, his limbs icy and cold. He’d initially thought that by summoning the true god-level grandmaster, dealing with Meng Lei would be a piece of cake.
Yet the outcome had actually turned out like this. Not only was it unable to kill Meng Lei, but he even totally thrashed it!
“Why is this happening?”
Thackeray felt as if he had fallen into an abyss. “He’s just a newly-ascended 16-years-old half-deity! Why is he this strong? Why exactly is that?”
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