Chapter 278 - Do You Think that You’re the Only One who has Myth-class Followers? (1/2)
“This ghost is mine!”
After hearing his domineering words, Netherworld became absolutely petrified!
He watched the youth in a daze.
In his eyes, the youth was younger than 20 years old.
He was very young and innocent!
Additionally, the youth seemed very mysterious.
With great confidence and arbitrariness, he looked very terrifying!
“You’re… Ye Feng!”
At that moment, Emperor Black instantly sprung up as he gazed at Ye Feng with crazy fierce qi in his eyes, “Brat, you killed my son and destroyed my East Asian Branch!”
After hearing his words, Ye Feng answered with a frightening cold intent, “Your son? You tried to kill, my friend; why couldn’t I kill your son?”
…
Ye Feng’s simple words absolutely infuriated Emperor Black!
Then, Emperor Black’s eyes turned scarlet as he began to send out frightening fierce qi!
“Ye Feng is here! My slaves, show up!”
Emperor Black aroused an earthquake. Meanwhile, footsteps echoed with loud booms as if many fierce beasts were swarming!
What a shock!
When he heard the sounds, Netherworld’s face turned gloomy at once!
“Brat, hurry, run! I appreciate your help! But you cannot defeat him!”
“He is Emperor Black! He has 7 death slaves! Run!”
Netherworld knew that he could not survive; however, he didn’t want Ye Feng to die!
After hearing Netherworld’s words, Ye Feng replied with a faint evil smirk,
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‘What!’
Netherworld was dumbfounded by Ye Feng’s words!
‘Ants?’
‘Nobody in the west dares to call Emperor Black’s slaves ants!’
‘This guy…’
Ye Feng’s arbitrariness absolutely subverted Netherworld’s recognition!
As Netherworld still attempted to persuade Ye Feng to leave, many Ghost-men suddenly descended from the sky, causing loud bangs!
One!
Five!
Ten!
…
Over 50 powerhouses gathered there soon!
7 of them were in the early stage of myth-class!
The rest 50 people were all legend-class old freaks!
…
Netherworld was frightened out of his wits!
“Impossible! How could there be so many myths! There is no way that the 7 death slaves have already promoted!”
Netherworld was shocked to the extreme.
Emperor Black had 8 slaves in total!
Many years ago, Ghost King, one of his slaves died with a semi-myth, using his black cross skill!
At that time, the death slaves were in the late stage of legend!
Although there were only two stages between the late stage of legend and the early stage of myth, most legends couldn’t achieve myth even if they tried their whole life!
He didn’t believe one bit that each of the 7 slaves could promote to myths in such a short period of time!
However, moments later, Netherworld uttered with deep panic as though he had thought of something incredible, “I see! You… you used Black Cross Seckill Skill to consume their potential so as to promote them to myths within a short period of time!”
…
Netherworld was instantly in a daze!
All the 7 slaves were indeed myths!
With Emperor Black, there were 8 myths in total. Netherworld’s body instantly became covered with goosebumps!
“No! Boy, it’s my fault!”
Netherworld yelled with a desperate look!