One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 463: Chapter 386: Sweeping Through

Blood surged on Salos’s face and body.

But the moment he saw Su Heng, the raging fury in his chest nearly suppressed all the prickly pain in his body.

For this day.

He had been tirelessly honing himself, organizing his armaments, enhancing his own power.

He laid out every possible scenario and made preparations to counter them.

But Su Heng demonstrated a completely different attitude.

It was one of indifference.

The adversary he regarded as his fated nemesis did not even consider him worthy of attention.

Salos held back his rage, pointed his long spear, and spoke with a fierce voice, “I’ve long heard of the Demon Dragon’s renown. Why not descend and face me in battle?”

Su Heng’s gaze finally rested on him, but the response he received only fueled Salos’s anger, “You are too weak, not even qualified to be my enemy.”

Roar!

Salos went mad.

"Fine!” His face twisted malignantly, “Then I’ll wipe out all of your subordinates and see if you can still hold yourself above me as you do now.”

"You don’t understand.” The expression on Su Heng’s face remained unchanged, but there was a trace of pity in his gaze.

"The anger of the weak only serves to amuse,” Su Heng stated calmly.

"You!” Salos’s pupils shrank violently.

"What is that?” Murmurs arose from nearby, even human Martial Artists looked up at the sky with astonishment in their eyes.

Salos’s attention had been entirely captured by Su Heng, and only now did he notice something hanging amidst the clouds beside him… As the leaden clouds gradually dispersed, the shapes within the flashing thunder finally slowly revealed themselves, unmistakably giant claws forged from copper and iron.

They stood seven to eight meters tall, nearly the size of half a palace.

Just like the Sword of Damocles hanging above, many Demon Gods felt threatened by those huge metal war machines.

Boom!

In the next instant, a tremendous noise erupted.

"Go!” Su Heng stretched out his hand and pointed forward, “Annihilate all the enemies before you.”

Could these metals be living beings?! Salos instinctively took a step back and then saw those giant claws descend from the sky. Accompanied by violent friction with the air, the metallic engravings on their surfaces slightly twisted and deformed, trailing a long, scarlet tail flame behind them.

What followed seemed like the arrival of Doomsday.

Firstly, fierce explosions erupted, and the ground shattered layer by layer, large pieces of the rocky crust rose like the petals of a blooming flower.

Then, noises came from within those smoking giant claws.

Some braver Demons, driven by curiosity, tiptoed closer. Their eyes widened, eager to see what the Demon Dragon had smashed down from the sky.

Boom!

The hatch was suddenly ejected outwards.

The few weaker Demons in front were instantly flattened into a pulp by this tremendous force.

Immediately after, towering warriors clad in Golden Armor and wielding long spears burst forth from within.

Their Armor clanked sonorously with every movement, each of which was efficient and lethal, exuding a deadly aura.

They resembled cold, unfeeling killing machines.

A Demon with the head of a bull and body of a man hadn’t even reacted before it saw a flash of golden light, and the warrior from within the Claw of Fear was already upon it.

It bellowed loudly, bringing down the gigantic iron column it carried on its shoulders.

But just as its arms began to lift with force, the warrior had already vanished. Before the Demon could grasp what happened, it felt its body floating upwards. As the world spun, it saw its own headless torso falling forward. And within the hazy mist of blood, the warrior from before had already charged into another scattered formation.

Like a tiger among sheep, wherever he passed, bodies were strewn all over.

Those fragments of flesh and limbs were like blurry foam, the pitiful and terrifying screams merged into overlapping waves of sound.

Once, through quite a lengthy era, Demons were like nightmarish existences to humans.

But now on the battlefield, the situation was utterly reversed.

Those warriors in Golden Armor, they were slaughtering Demons, like harbingers of deathly nightmares.

Soon enough, mighty beings from the Demon God Realm roared as they joined the fray, the ground shook violently; a giant tiger, covered in blood patterns and with a pair of wings on its back, roared as it brought gusts of wind.

The waves of air it caused directly swept up the scattered remnants, and then it shot forward with an afterimage, covering hundreds to thousands of meters in an instant and plunging into the battlefield. An Original Dragon Guard in front barely had time to react before being rammed and sent flying, crashing hard against a risen rock formation.

Bang!

The rock shattered explosively.

Yet the Dragon Guard emerged from the rubble as if uninjured.

The blood-red giant tiger showed a human-like astonishment on its face.

But driven by the dignity of a Demon God, it didn’t pause to think, its wings flapped, and it darted forward once more.

Bang!

An even more imposing Dragon Guard attacked from the side.

He was holding a golden Tower Shield, which he slammed down heavily on the tiger’s head.

The fangs protruding from the tiger’s mouth broke, and blood gushed out. At this moment, it was in a frenzy, opening its mouth wide, heedless of the consequences, it charged forward intending to continue the massacre.

However, more Dragon Guards quickly swarmed from all directions, surrounding it, their long spears aimed.

With Power pouring in, waves of intense white light pounded heavily on the tiger, pinning it in place.

The strikes from the long spears were extremely lethal, easily penetrating a Demon God’s defensive power. In an instant, the tiger’s flesh was torn asunder, its fur fell off, and then craters the size of wheels appeared on its body, as blood cascaded down like a waterfall, clinging to its sides.

In the beginning, it could still roar and struggle.

But as the relentless strikes continued, just a few rounds later, the Demon God Realm tiger demon collapsed into its own pool of blood.

A young Dragon Guard infused his power into his long spear, causing the blade to vibrate at high frequency and extend several meters forward.

From a distance, it looked like a floating blade of light.

Puchi!

The Dragon Guard leaped onto the tiger’s head.

Grasping the shaft with both arms, he thrust downwards with force, causing the tiger’s body to twitch as a look of utter despair filled its eyes.

As copious amounts of blood gushed forth, the tiger’s head fell from its body.

"The first one!” said one of the Dragon Guards.

The several Demon Gods beside him immediately revealed a look of terror on their faces.

They were well aware that among human Martial Artists, those at the Earth Immortal Realm level posed a threat and could even kill them.

But after all, within the ranks of human Martial Artists.

Earth Immortal realm warriors were exceedingly rare; each one was a rare pearl in a sea of fishes.

They could not be mass-produced.

Their confrontations were essentially battles between the strong.

But now, these warriors clad in Golden Armor, who clearly did not possess the aura of Earth Immortal powerhouses, were able to kill a Demon God almost unscathed through their cooperation.

And the entire process was as smooth as a butcher slaughtering a plow ox. These Demon Gods involuntarily imagined themselves in the same position, shivering from a chill that surged from the depths of their hearts.

Let alone the Demon Gods…

Even Nangong Yue, Zhao Sheng, and the others were extremely shocked when they saw this scene.

Although they had submitted to Su Heng’s command, they still had the pride of the strong and even thought about bargaining under the right conditions.

But the appearance of these Original Dragon Guards was like a sharp slap to their faces.

They were not nearly as important as they had imagined themselves to be.

Even…

If they were unable to satisfy Su Heng.

Given his cold and merciless character, he was very likely to simply kill them on the spot.

Nangong Yue and the others considered the situation; they were intelligent people and quickly made the right decision in response.

"Kill all these demons!” Zhao Sheng roared and then charged into the enemy’s ranks.

With the addition of the Original Dragon Guards.

What was once a deadlock collapsed like a defeated army.

Especially for disciples and Elders like Nangong Yue from the Demon Path, who, stimulated by the Dragon Guards, held nothing back and pulled out all their hidden aces. The demons on the battlefield were like leeks in the field, being cut down swath by swath.

Many of these demons were subordinates of Salos; they had fought together in many battles and shared deep bonds. Watching his subordinates die before his eyes, Salos felt his scalp go numb.

Furious, he wanted to hurry back to help.

But at this moment, Tong Shan Great Saint had also recovered, and the two continued to tangle.

Tong Shan Great Saint had astonishing defensive power, even if he had to divide his attention to guard against another Pillar God.

As long as he focused solely on defense, Salos could not break free from the ongoing assault for the moment and could only watch helplessly as his subordinates and the Original Blood Guards were surrounded, isolated and massacred.

On the other hand, the Shadow Demon God seemed unfazed.

Even if he saw Su Heng appear, there was no look of fear on his face.

As for the slaughtered demons or even his fellow Pillar God, Salos, he did not seem to take them seriously, treating them as mere tools for achieving his goals.

Puchi!

The blade plunged into the neck, severing the head.

The blood of the Original Blood Guards mixed with that of the demons and humans.

The ground turned from rough brown to dark red, and the vast sound of surging tides faintly echoed from afar.

At this time, Su Heng also noticed some change happening on the battlefield.

But that change was hidden among the many fluctuations that came with the descent of the Mythical Battlefield.

Too subtle.

But no matter.

Although Su Heng did not know what the change meant.

He could sense that the Shadow Pillar God seemed to have a connection with an entity within the Blood Realm.

"Some demons previously mentioned that in the Blood Realm, Pillar Gods are almost at the pinnacle of all life. Now it seems that may not be quite correct,” Su Heng thought.

Those demons were dominated by chaos and desire, probably lacking the intellect to deceive and set traps. Su Heng guessed their life level was too low, or perhaps, within the Blood Realm, certain secrets were only known to the Pillar Gods.

"Tsk, that’s kind of interesting.”

A cold light flashed in Su Heng’s eyes, and then he took a step forward.

Swish!

His fingers clenched into a fist, crackling with electricity.

Just like that, he materialized in front of the Shadow Demon God and violently punched towards his head, “You dare to pose in front of me? Who gave you the guts?”

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