The Ultimate Divine Class-Chapter 522 - 406: Got You_2
A large pool of black liquid slowly separated from beneath his feet, and before long, the middle-aged man whose body had previously exploded reappeared in the scene, kneeling respectfully before the black humanoid figure.
"My lord."
"You’ve worked hard."
The black humanoid emitted a faint wave of consciousness, "The quality of this blood meal is quite good. I’ve almost recovered my power to the tenth level of a Star Spirit.
Next... we can hunt without any reservations.
In this space, nothing can threaten our existence anymore..."
"Congratulations, my lord."
The middle-aged man’s face showed a slight hint of joy, just as he was about to say something.
Suddenly, the black humanoid figure’s consciousness fluctuated violently.
"Hmm?"
The middle-aged man raised his head in surprise and saw the black humanoid had slowly transformed from the shape of the black liquid amalgamation into the form and appearance of the bald brawny man he had previously consumed.
With the manifestation of this figure, the black humanoid’s emotionless voice, devoid of any trace of human feeling, sounded low.
"Over on Saar’s side... there’s an unexpected discovery..."
"It’s an unplanned feast... or no, it should be two feasts."
....
On the dark gray desolate plains, a group of people was desperately fleeing.
These people were wearing combat suits of different styles, clearly trialists from different planetary forces.
Yet at this moment, the same expressions of horror and panic were etched on each of their faces.
Like antelopes pursued by lions, they ran forward with all their might.
A woman in a light red combat suit lagged behind due to her lack of strength, falling to the back of the group.
Just then, a silver light descended from the sky, sweeping past the woman’s figure with a "whoosh". 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
Before the woman could even let out a scream, she exploded into a mist of blood with a "bang".
This tragic scene made everyone’s scalp tingle with fear.
The woman’s fate was clearly not the first, and each of their faces showed a shared sense of mourning.
The silver light that killed the woman revealed its true form—a silver vine about as thick as a wrist, covered with mysterious and ornate patterns, with branches and leaves growing to the sides, looking remarkably bizarre.
This long silver vine extended from behind a young man with a silver braid.
The youth walked in the void, following leisurely behind the escaping crowd as if he were a relaxed shepherd.
The escapees considered fleeing to the sides, but if they deviated from the escape route the young man set for them, the silver vine would silently appear, easily taking any life with just a single strike.
Among the fleeing crowd were top-tier strong individuals with strength reaching the ninth tier, yet under the control of the young man wielding the silver vine, they were still as weak as ants on the ground.
"Wanton slaughter of fellow trialists, you have broken the rules. The Bai Family won’t let you off lightly after this!"
Finally unable to bear such humiliation and the threat of death, one trialist from a distant planet stopped and spoke loudly to the silver-braided young man behind him.
But before he could finish, that elusive silver vine reappeared.
Piercing through his body, it strung him up in the air.
"Rules?"
The silver-braided youth sneered and said, "The Bai Family’s rules are worth nothing!
Andusha Turan’s rules are the true rules!"
With that, a flash of cruelty flickered across his face, and the silver vine shook, twisting the trialist strung upon it into a mist of blood.
The blood mist fell gently onto the gray-white plains, chilling every trialist to the bone.
They had already tried reaching out to the Secret Realm’s outside, to the advanced civilization Bai Family hosting this trial.
But this silver-braided youth, who seemed to appear out of nowhere, possessed means to isolate their signals, and numerous attempts to call for aid vanished like stones cast into the sea, unable to escape from this area.
Perhaps feeling bored with this chase, the silver-braided youth suddenly twisted his neck, and then the braid connected to the silver vine behind him rose, suddenly sprouting dozens of silver vines.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"
The numerous silver vines cut through the air, piercing towards the crowd like sharp arrows.
Just like a giant meat grinder.
In less than half a breath’s time, the large group of trialists he drove was entirely reduced to a mist of blood.
"Hmm?!"
The silver-braided youth, having finished the game, suddenly noticed an obscure pool of black viscous matter amidst the remaining blood mist.
This thing did not resemble the flesh and blood of any normal living being, and looked rather peculiar.
Just as he was about to step forward to investigate, an elder in black robes suddenly appeared silently behind him.
"Young master, we have locked onto the exact location of the Immortal Bloodline."
"Good."
A gleam of light appeared in the silver-braided youth’s eyes.
The thought of delving into the strange black liquid vanished in an instant.
Without another look, he disappeared into the air alongside the elder in black with a flicker.
After they left.
The black liquid pool previously noticed by the silver-braided youth suddenly started squirming.
Quickly recomposing itself into a pale young woman.
The first thing the woman did upon "resurrection" was open her mouth and devour all the scattered Flesh and Blood Essence around her.
Having completed her task, the woman cast a deep glance in the direction where the silver-braided youth and the elder had left, her eyes glinting as she quietly tailed them.
