Lord of the Magical Beasts-Chapter 627 - Rain Demon
Chapter 627: Rain Demon
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Who is it? Who can sneak over in the middle of the night in the pouring rain?” Yang Ling didn’t dare ignore this, and he summoned a group of Horned Bee Beasts to check what was going on outside.
The Graveyard of Gods and Devils was incredibly dangerous; many terrifying demons and Magical Beasts were lurking in it. There were also innumerable peerless powerhouse trainings in seclusion, as well as Alien Planes’ experts adventuring there. The crowd might be wiped out if they weren’t careful.
His tremendous Divine Consciousness could scan and scout the vicinity’s situation, but he might easily attract the demons and Magical Beasts in the vicinity. The gains wouldn’t make up for the losses. But, it was a different case for the Horned Bee Beasts. They were small and lean, so they wouldn’t attract the Magical Beasts’ appetite. They were always the best choice for scouting paths.
Swoosh!
12 Horned Bee Beasts whistled and rushed out. They drew help from the cover of rocks and bush to quickly fly toward the region where the noise spread out. They flew quickly, and they instantly disappeared among the boundless night. They transmitted a large amount of info, and when Yang Ling just assumed that he would be able to understand the situation, a surprise!
Buzz!
As a faint whistle echoed out, the 12 Horned Bee Beasts disappeared and no more news was heard. They might have fallen into a deep black hole, yet they might also have been killed. They were exterminated!
“An enemy’s attack!” Yang Ling was startled, and he quickly set up a Restriction Spell atop the hillside. He detected intense danger!
Tick! Tick! Tick!
The strange noise turned more distinct and it was quite conspicuous on this rainy night. The Thousand-handed Blood Vine, Richardson, the Chief Elven Priestess, and the others came out of their tents after they heard this strange noise.
“Yang Ling, what noise is this?” The Chief Elven Priestess wore a grave expression and she observed the incessant heavy rain.
The strange noise approached them further and became more distinct. He didn’t manage to find anything after he spread out his Divine Consciousness. He couldn’t find where the enemy was, and he had no way to learn what it looked like or how many there were. The only thing he could ascertain was that the enemy possessed terrifying power.
Only its voice could be heard; it couldn’t be seen!
The most terrifying sort of enemy was invisible!
“I don’t know, I have only heard this strange noise a while ago and I don’t know what happened.” Yang Ling, whose expression was grave, looked at the heavy rain and listened to the strange noise. He paused for a moment before he said, “I have set up an Ancient Magical Formation Spell in the vicinity. No matter what, don’t rush out of here rashly.”
Yang Ling waved his hand and set up several layers of Gravity Restriction Spells atop the previous foundation, and he tightly protected the hillside. The Graveyard of Gods and Devils was filled with dangers and none knew what kind of monster would appear there. Even powerful Divine Duty Experts weren’t safe, let alone ordinary people.
“Is it a terrifying God-Level Magical Beast or an Alien Plane’s expert with malicious intent?”
After Yang Ling set up Gravity Restriction Spells, he sat down cross-legged on the ground and released his cobweb-like Mental Energy. It spread out in the surroundings and scanned the terrain in the vicinity. However, the result was unexpectedly the same as the Chief Elven Priestess, Sword God Gerald, and others. He could only hear this person’s noise and couldn’t see him. He also couldn’t pinpoint the origin of the noise.
This person’s concealment ability alone greatly surpassed the crowd, let alone other aspects. Even Yang Ling didn’t have this skill.
After the crowd tried this several times without finding the enemies, they listened to the noise that turned more distinct. They felt like their hearts were shrouded by an inextinguishable large shadow.
Tick! Tick! Tick!
As the strange noise got closer, the crowd noticed a black blur appear in the distance.
The black blur’s head was covered by a black mantle with many sea waves-like ripples, and it wore a black cloak that didn’t seem any different than ordinary cloaks. But, this cloak wasn’t drenched by the rain. It was as if the cloak was a super sponge. This person’s left leg wore a black boot made of hide, and he didn’t have anything beneath the end of his right thigh. He also leaned on a cane made out of Sandalwood.
The black silhouette wore an ice-cold look and had apathetic and heartless eyes. He tapped the ground softly with his black cane before he flew over a large distance like a ghost. He was as swift as lightning and his whole body was engulfed by black radiance. This person was obviously in front of their eyes, yet none could detect him with their Divine Consciousness as if he was an invisible man-like strange being.
An amputee. He only had one leg!
When the crowd saw an amputee appearing in their life of sight, they were quite surprised. They didn’t expect that the terrifying enemy was just a man with a single leg. However, with his ghostly speed, none dared take him lightly. On the contrary, they were all nervous because they couldn’t detect this guy’s Energy or Soul Ripples.
A person who could hide his aura to this degree wasn’t an ordinary expert. Even if he had lost a leg, he probably still possessed terrifying fighting prowess.
“Sir, we are just traveling in the Graveyard of Gods and Devils, and we took temporary refuge from the rain here. May I ask who are you?” The black-robed old man, Wilcox, had much experience, and he always tried to smile and stay calm. He hoped that this was just an expert that passed by here.
“I’m Ratliff Theo. If you don’t want to die, then hand over the Master Divine Weapon. If you don’t do so, this heavy rain will be your doom.” The black-clothed one-legged man wore an expressionless look, and he moved quickly in through the air. He walked above the grass like a dragonfly, and he quickly rushed toward the crowd.
“The Rain Demon, are you the Rain Demon Ratliff Theo?” Wilcox’s body shook, and his face turned pale. His body had even started shivering, and he recalled a talented person mentioned in the legends.
A long time ago, a genius appeared in the Death Plane, and it was a great genius that would appear only once every 10,0000 years in the six Main Planes. He managed to practice to the peak of the High-Level Deity Stage at a young age and his comprehension of the Wind and Water Laws reached a high level beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
It was said that even Wind Elves were overpowered by him, and the Water Elves became his slaves. He would be in his strongest state among heavy rain, and he would usually release great fighting prowess. Innumerable experts were killed by him–this was why he was called the Rain Demon.
The Rain Demon Theo was very powerful, and people had once assumed that he was the Death Plane’s person with the highest chance to become a Plane Wanderer, or even became a great expert that would form a new Divine Branch. However, he was too young and proud. He unexpectedly rushed alone into the Green Clan’s camp and he tried to challenge the lofty Cutting Edge Warrior of Death Alex.
As for the outcome? He didn’t get to see the Cutting Edge Warrior of Death Alex, and he was heavily injured by the Law Enforcement Elders of the Green Clan. His right leg was torn apart and his Godhead sustained deadly injuries. He managed to survive by chance by using his whole strength to rush out, but he still couldn’t recover completely even after innumerable years passed. It was rumored that he suffered a terrifying Dark Curse of the Green Clan’s Law Enforcement Elder, and it was impossible for him to fully recover.
After the enemies of the Rain Demon Theo got the news that he sustained heavy injuries, they came out. They didn’t just exterminate Theo’s family, they even joined hands to hunt him down. But, the crowd was surprised to discover that the heavily injured Rain Demon Theo still retained terrifying fighting prowess and he killed a large number of the enemies chasing him. His ferocious fame spread far and wide!
Over time, the number of enemies hunting him became smaller, and he lied low. It was said that he was practicing in a corner unbeknown to people, and none expected that he would sneak into the dangerous Graveyard of Gods and Devils.
“I will repeat this for the last time. Hand over the Master Divine Weapon in your possession or die.” The Rain Demon Theo’s expression was ice-cold as he swept the crowd with his gaze.
He had sneaked into the Moon River’s vicinity long ago to heal his injuries and increase his power further. He planned to take advantage of the Black-Horned Demon’s awakening to rush into his cave and plunder all treasures. But he heard unexpectedly a piece of shocking news before the Black-Horned Demon’s awakening. He learned that Yang Ling had a first-rate protective Master Divine Weapon.
He was a terrifying Dark Curse had been placed upon him, and it became more difficult for him to comprehend Laws. Trying to become a Plane Wanderer through practice or form a Divine Branch by himself wasn’t any different than a pipe dream. The sole shortcut for increasing his power quickly and taking revenge against his mortal enemies was finding a first-rate Master Divine Weapon.
The world only knew that he rushed alone into the Green Clan’s Heavenly Mountain in the past and that he intruded into the Green Clan’s ancestral shrine alone. None knew his misery and none knew his deep-rooted hatred.
As the Rain Demon Theo observed the crowd that assembled on the hillside, his expression turned colder and his great murderous aura started spreading quickly. It engulfed the whole hillside and a boundless wave of pressure, as well as a bone-chilling cold air that made the bodies of the numerous Golden Cloak Warriors with only Sacred-Level and Domain-Level’s power shiver with fear.
Tick! Tick! Tick!
Bean-like rain was dripping, and it blossomed on the ground like flowers upon landing on it. The rain turned denser, and it fell at a higher speed. It penetrated the crowd’s tents like hail and it struck their bodies like lashes from a whip.
The Rain Demon was a genius seen only very rarely in the Death Plane, and this was why the crowd felt great pressure weighing down on them before they even started fighting.
