Chapter 411 - 9th Level Spiritual Beast (1/2)

Translator: StarReader

Editor: Elitecoder

Roar!

In the serene forest, a cry sent the birds scrambling away. A flaming winged beast with huge eyes darted out of the forest in panic and fear.

It was shaking from head to toe, frantic in flapping its wings even through the dozens of trees to get out.

“Stop right there, I said! Now, before you make it worse!” A childish voice came from behind, yet oddly overbearing.

Sweating all over, the spiritual beast wheezed, its wings going faster. It believed the angelic voice was that of a reaper, coming to drag him back to hell.

[Stop? Are you touched in the head? That’s asking for me to sit still as you cut me up!]

Whoosh!

A red flash came from behind, smacking him so hard, he folded.

Its eyes turned white as it hit the ground in a hundred-meter-wide crater.

As the dust settled, the spiritual beasts nearby scattered in panic.

Only the large beast remained, out cold and battered, as a small figure landed on top.

Gu Santong’s only reaction to the pitiful back-broken spiritual beast was, “You just don’t know when to quit. I told you to stop but no, you just had to make me do it. How dumb, I don’t want your life.”

Gu Santong walked onto its back, grabbed the wings and tore them off.

Blood gushed like a waterfall, but the spiritual beast only jerked, still out cold.

Which was probably for the best. Seeing so much blood bubbling out of it would’ve left it crying.

[Sweet Jesus Christ, you don’t want my life, but my wings! How is a flying spiritual beast without its wings any different from a cripple?]

[And you still ask me to stop? Who the hell makes those kinds of demands like it’s the order of the day?]

What could it do? The strong worked in savage and cruel ways.

With the wings in his ring, Gu Santong counted on his fingers, [Including this 4th level spiritual beast’s wings, that should add up to eighty. I wonder how’s dad doing. ]

Gu Santong jumped up in the air and was gone. Only the crippled spiritual beast was left, its eyes rolled up in their sockets and blood flowing down its back like a river. It wasn’t long for this world, that’s for sure…

Meanwhile, in a clearing, three 5th level spiritual beasts were shivering from fear. Zhuo Fan strolled towards them, his eyes cold and a faint azure flame flickering on his forehead.

Sure they’d fear Zhuo Fan just the same, even without that gimmick, but not enough to lose even their fight or flight instinct.

“You three, turn around.” Zhuo Fan’s eyes flashed.

The spiritual beasts looked at each other through tears and turned.

How could a man have such power to rob them of the will to even flee? The air around him was obviously from a big boss of theirs!

Zhuo Fan snickered, touching the azure flame.

Without this baby here, he’d be out there wasting time chasing these beasts to and fro. Now he could even order them to die and they’d line up on the precipice, plunging to their doom like second nature.

Going behind one spiritual beast, Zhuo Fan’s mouth twisted in a smile touching its wings.

The victim trembled and sweated. What came next was a tearing sound, a pain so excruciating, it wailed in tears. All while the blood on its back gushed freely.

“Now beat it!” Zhuo Fan snapped.

The spiritual beast dragged its pitiful and gimp body in remorse deeper into the woods, leaving a thick trail of blood.

As for the other two spiritual beasts, seeing their buddy’s woeful fate, they were shivering harder, pleading Zhuo Fan with their big puppy eyes.

They were majestic 5th level spiritual beasts, pack leaders in the Allbeast Mountain Range.

But now their wings were plucked off by a mere human. Oh, the humanity! What could they do? This guy had that wavy blue thing making them docile as puppies.

Rip~