1322 Evolution 2 (1/2)
With the tail being the most powerful part, the Holy Phoenix Demonic Book had a strong, overbearing power. When the long tail swayed gently, Garen could sense the horrifying urge to destroy everything locking its path. This sort of motive, or perhaps willpower, caused the Demonic Book energy which flowed in the long tail to rotate according to a mysterious track, which then produced a stronger power.
”It's like… It's still cultivating!” Garen suddenly understood the principle, a sense of absurdity arose within his mind.
A part of his body was actually cultivating a constantly powerful force according to his independent Willpower.
He tried maneuvering this kind of power, and it could actually be used regardless of each other.
”If so, with the tail added, there are still two other places. Together with myself, isn't that equivalent to having four individuals practicing and strengthening one body at the same time?!” He was surprised and happy.
At this moment, he still did not know the extent to which his powers had reached. The variable was too big, and until then, it was still unknown how powerful a role the Void Original Opus played.
”What I need to do now is to test my true strength.” Garen glanced at the three knights on the ground as he stood up and walked out of the cave.
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On the plains far away from Garen's cave, a gigantic black Hound was slowly moving toward the ruins of the Fiery Beast.
This huge Hound was black in color. It might seem just like an ordinary hound from a distance. However, upon closer inspection, its body was actually composed of countless corpses and human bones.
This was an enormous Corpse-Hound. He was at least ten meters tall or so, and his massive body was twenty meters long. His eyes were made of two dark hollows, and blood-red mucus trickled down at the corner of its mouth occasionally. Its sharp teeth slightly exposed at the edge of its mouth.
Far away, all creatures around could already sense the deadly aura emitted from him, they would flee just from far away.
The Corpse-Hound was generally one of the favorite Undead Guards of Necromancers and Great Liches, but this Corpse-Hound was evidently out of control.
It had a clear row of black spikes on its back, which was a sign of that it had no ruler.
”Maffey, oh! My dear Maffey, you're finally back!!” Kratos the Fiery Beast quickly rushed out of his ruins as the Corpse-Hound rushed in his direction from far away.
His eight legs were spider-like, moving steadily. However, with the dragon's head above his body, it looked a bit strange.
”Hiss… His… Just nice, I haven't eaten. You promised me a thousand high-quality corpses. That's really generous, Kratos. Hiss…” the Corpse-Hound said loudly as he exhaled.
Kratos squeezed out a smile as he resisted the stench of the Corpse-Hound. ”Come to my site first, and we'll see. I'm sure you must be clear about my request, then?”
”Of course… Hiss…” Corpse-Hound grinned. ”Bakiloa is already nearby, and his Teleportation spells are the best.”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
”Bakiloa… So fast…” There was clearly a stunned look on the Fiery Beast's face as a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
”If you're unable to satisfy him, hiss… You'll really be in trouble this time,” Maffey snickered.
A loud bang sounded suddenly, and the two gigantic creatures looked up into the distant sky.
An evident expression of sneer and anticipation appeared on the Hound Maffey's face, while Bakiloa's face remained serious and cautious.
Soon, blood-red clouds floated across the sky from a distance.
These clouds were like living creatures, squirming at the edges. Their cores constantly twisted and converged as a huge human face emerged. It was the face of a man with a beard and hair.
It was almost the same as the Matrix Spirit Garen had seen in Snow City. However, those were Thunder Clouds, and these were Blood Clouds. Furthermore, the size of them this time was almost twice as large.
The Blood Clouds turned over and almost covered the plains. The sun in the sky was also blocked as well as it turned reddish and grayish.
”Kratos, if you even dare to deceive me, this time I'm really going to swallow you up!” The huge Blood Cloud rumbled furiously. It was an Abyssal that sounded like the screams of squally winds and the screams of humans.
”Bakiloa, have I ever not fulfilled something that I've promised you?” Kratos gave a slight apple-polish smile. ”Even if you don't believe me, do you not believe in the Wanku Fortress behind me? After all, I am the Blacksmith's First Seat.”
Bakiloa was a mass of cloud that had no fixed form, and this had become his trait as the climate life. He was born in the intersection between the Abyss Underworld River and the Heavens. The Void Universe there would intertwine with the immense evil powers of the Abyss and the pure spirit energy, gradually forming large clumps of clouds. One of them produced the weird but special life of Bakiloa.
He had two extreme personalities, and his personality changed every Abyss Month. This personality was a mixture of the pure and devout spirit energy of the Heavens, and the evil selfish powers of the Abyss. His personality was generated by random according to different proportions, even he was unable to determine his own character for the next Abyss Month.
Once when he met up with his old friend Kratos, he just turned into an indifferent, hopeless character that was ignorant toward all matters. The extremity of this personality was self-destructive as he was just about to devour every life that was in his sight before blowing himself up.
The result was that Kratos was almost swallowed alive. If it was not for the Chief of Army of the Wanku Fortress, which was also the thane, who pulled him out, he would have probably turned into nutrients for Bakiloa already.