Chapter 53: The Might of Mutta

  If what Ormond said earlier was just a small test, he didn't take the two men from Mangshan seriously at all. Now it has already reached the edge of furious anger, and waves of intense flames are rushing out, floating in the void, with large amounts of rain pouring down, not only unable to extinguish them, but instead increasing the momentum of the flames, as if they wanted to burn the sky and boil the sea! And after Ormond was at a disadvantage, he became even more cautious, his pair of fierce eyes slowly rotating, most of the time still fixed on the eagle and those two short knives, appearing even more cautious, clearly no longer taking these two savage men who were pretending to be weak as soft persimmons that could be pinched and crushed at will.

  Whoosh! With a clear and crisp sound, the iron chain was pulled by the eagle again, and then swung out straight! This time, however, the eagle had grasped the timing of Ormond's explosion, preparing to severely slash him twice before he could even begin his attack, rendering him half-crippled.

  Aomondra saw the two eerie and sinister magic blades approaching, his face first showed a look of fear, but immediately transformed into a fierce and violent expression, crazily punching out, suddenly producing a deafening explosion-like sound, the flames floating in mid-air also flew out like they were being pulled by someone, covering the sky and earth, shocking and terrifying, as if to engulf the uncle and nephew of Mangshan in a sea of fire!

  "Retreat!" Mang Shan was shocked and pale, pulling Ying to hastily roll into a muddy area. When they looked back, the entire region had been scorched by intense flames, almost instantly evaporating all the water on the surface. The flying flames didn't stop, without hesitation, and charged into a large rainforest in the rear, crackling loudly. In an instant, several acres of forest were burned to ashes, before being slowly extinguished by the rainwater.

  "Burn! Fierce flames!" Ahmendra threw his head back, his chest heaving high, as if a huge bulge had emerged. He let out a loud roar to the sky. What shot out of his mouth was not carbon dioxide, nor bad breath, but a stream of fire dragons that swirled and soared around him, drawing in endless waves of scorching hot air that surged and churned, issuing forth wave after wave of fierce cries!

  Mangshan took a deep breath, lifted a boulder half his height with one hand, and roared as he slammed it down towards Omonde. But the fire-attribute super demon sneered coldly, reached out to grab a flame dragon in front of him, and suddenly yanked it in mid-air. The flame dragon was like a steel whip twisted from thousands of iron wires, producing a sound that tore through the air. With a loud crack, sparks flew everywhere, and the boulder was shattered into pieces. Mangshan, who had been hiding behind the boulder, was also blown away, his blood spraying wildly as he fell to the ground!

  "Uncle!" In the midst of a shrill cry, the eagle's eyes widened to their limits, as if the corners were about to split open. In a state of furious rage, the flames of blood burning on this young man's body suddenly contracted drastically, appearing to condense by threefold, and at the edge, there was an eerie feeling that seemed to transform into blackness.

  "What a strong murderous aura! How is this possible, this barbarian is only a few years old. How can he have such a strong killing intent!? I'm afraid most of the transcendent magic beasts (self-proclaimed) would be unable to compare with him!" The sudden surge of murderous intent was like a dark wind that seeped into every pore, pouring directly into Omondra's eyes, nose and mouth, causing even this legendary-level super magic beast to shudder with a chill.

  Hiss! The eagle raised its head, and to his surprise, there were no pupils in its eyes, only a chilling white eyeball. The beast skin on the upper half of its body instantly turned into nothingness under the uncontrollable blood flames. A powerful killing intent burst out from its chest cavity, and with every heartbeat, a strong bloody glow would emanate from around this young savage's body. His murderous heart had already exploded!

  Almost at the same time as Ormond looked towards the eagle, the young man also moved. With a stretch of his hands, he suddenly grabbed two short knives with red blades that seemed to be undergoing some kind of strange transformation. He suddenly jumped up and flew like a top spinning at a 45-degree angle to the ground, bringing an unmatched momentum, pressing down on Ormond!

  "Looking for death!" Omandra also had the dignity of being a super beast, and he was able to take it this far. Who would be the timid one, hesitating and not moving forward? At this moment, receiving provocation from the eagle, let alone the person who provoked him was just a young whippersnapper who hadn't even reached the legendary strong level, how could he retreat? For a moment, he let out a loud roar, and made a pose similar to a horse stance. Dozens of fire dragons suddenly burst forth around him, countless fire elements gathered in front of his chest, forming a bowling ball-sized fireball that was as fierce and hot as a whale absorbing water. It was so intense that people didn't dare look directly at it. Omandra held the fireball with one hand, looking seriously at the eagle flying towards him, revealing his white teeth, and cruelly smiled: "In my flames, perish——"

  The spinning top also emitted a loud, coarse gasp like an old ox pulling a cart. Suddenly, it was like the unstable picture of an old TV set, jumping violently for a few moments, and then transformed into a robust figure holding a knife and chopping down with great force. With a fierce and mighty roar that contained the power of thunder, the blade chopped down! Before the blade even reached him, Ormond already felt an exceptionally intense and violent killing intent enveloping his body, extinguishing the flames on his body and tearing open countless fine wounds on his skin.

  Under the great shock, Ormond launched a fireball at the eagle's body, and the two exploded in a dramatic explosion that shook heaven and earth. In an instant, a flash of white light brighter than lightning illuminated the plain, as if piercing through the dark clouds. The increasingly bright light caused the air to vibrate in waves, like turbulent waves, accompanied by thunderous explosions, rushing wildly in all directions!

  Several seconds later, the dust settled. The mud swept up by the massive explosion fell back down with the rain, as if a heavily polluted radioactive rain had fallen. Ormundra was on his knees, one hand pressed against his chest, where there was a long and narrow wound from his neck to his waist, white flesh exposed, no blood visible, curled up on both sides, as if he had been soaking in water for several days. This wound almost cut him in half!

  Amond stared incredulously at the wound on his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Suddenly, he went mad and tore off the dead flesh from his wound with one hand. The moment it hit the ground, the dead flesh was engulfed by a flame of blood that reduced it to powder in an instant. Only after getting rid of these blood flames that were constantly draining his blood and vital energy did his wounds begin to recover, but compared to his previous super-fast regeneration, it had slowed down significantly. It seemed that during this brief contact, the amount of vital blood he had consumed had reached a terrifying number.

  "With just a slightly higher level of combat strength, you've actually managed to heavily injure me like this! This barbarian is clearly inferior to the one I defeated earlier, so why does he have such terrifying explosive power!? What exactly is his Blood Flame?!?" Ahmunder took a deep breath, his face looking somewhat pale as he gazed at the barbarian youth who was still struggling to get up from the ground not far away. He walked forward with large strides, extending those hands that seemed to be embedded with thin blade-like protrusions, and said solemnly: "Someone like you absolutely cannot be allowed to live! Absolutely cannot!"

  "Who do you want to kill?" A hoarse voice suddenly rang out in Omondra, causing the already nervous super beast to tremble all over, raising its hand and shooting out a flame dragon, grasping it in its palm like a swift steel whip, fiercely lashing out in the direction of the sound. Crack! The flame whip cracked through the air, but in which direction, there was actually no one there!

  "Idiot." The voice was accompanied by a playful smile, and the air seemed to surge with an inexplicable sense of terror. Omandra suddenly looked up at the top of his head, only to see the old man who had been half-dead floating in mid-air, stretching out one hand and making a downward pressing motion. Omandra felt as if a thousand tons of force had suddenly struck him from within, almost bursting his internal organs!

  "A legendary level human powerhouse!" Omonde's ears, nose and mouth all flowed with a small snake-like bloodline, roaring in shock and anger, his body immediately transformed into a flame rainbow, actually wanting to escape.

  "Bind! Restrain! Explode!" The high priest's eyes slightly opened, one hand pointing at Omandra from a distance. His thumb clicked against the joints of his other four fingers, continuously switching between seven or eight restraining spells, all done with ease. Omandra had just begun to move when countless invisible locks were applied to his body. It was as if this super magical beast's loud roar caused half its body to suddenly explode, and then it crashed down like a lost airplane!

  "Wait, spare my life!" Omandra dragged his mangled body, his vital energy surprisingly gathering but not dispersing, yet was restrained by a mysterious forbidden technique. The injured parts could no longer rapidly regenerate, and for a moment he was frightened out of his wits, constantly begging the High Priest for mercy.

  The Mutah priest who had regained his former glory sneered coldly and said calmly, "What use is there in capturing those with ulterior motives?"

  Ormond's eyes widened, and he tried to speak again. The high priest stretched out his hand and grasped Ormond's hair, which was like a raging fire. With a slight effort, he twisted off the good head. A jet of vital energy and blood spurted out from the broken skull, like a fountain!

  The high priest stretched out his hand and pointed, this essence of blood was like a whale absorbing water, and it was actually all absorbed into the palm of his hand, condensing into a bead of blood the size of a thumb. Although the vital energy within was not comparable to that of the Dragon Yuan Dan, a sacred object, and its effect was not particularly noticeable, it had the advantage of being fresh. As soon as the high priest's thoughts turned slightly, he flicked his finger and shot the bead of blood onto the eagle's body, instantly igniting the fierce flames on its body, just like pouring oil on fire!

  "Take this opportunity to swallow that half Dragon Yuan Dan. With the addition of the super magic beast's essence, you can also consolidate the black flame that burst out of your body!" As the High Priest spoke, he reached out and grabbed a wooden box with layered symbols carved on it from the mud. It was the Dragon Yuan Dan that had fallen out when the blood flame exploded earlier, which had been stored in a special artifact on his chest. However, it had dropped into the nearby mud. Omandra was extremely careless and his luck had reached an all-time low. He hadn't even noticed this treasure he had always dreamed of, and instead lost the opportunity to obtain it. Furthermore, he was killed by the High Priest who had recovered, dying a tragic death.

  "Eagle pulled down a piece from Longyuan Dan and said with gritted teeth: 'High Priest, hand over my uncle to me. You must save him!'"

  "Considerate of you. Don't worry, with me around, nothing will happen to him." The high priest said with a spirited tone, his eyes half-open as if waking from a dream.

  The eagle hesitated again: "I swallowed the blood bead, what about the worm?"

  "Shut up and eat! Don't worry about that little guy, more than one super magical beast is coming!" The high priest sneered, his voice had just fallen when a bolt of lightning suddenly rolled in from the clouds, like a giant whale slapping its tail, creating a shocking huge wave on the surface of the sea. With a loud crash, it shot towards Old Liu's transformed body in an instant! It turned out that he still had ulterior motives and wanted to snatch this treasure made entirely of lightning elements before the high priest!

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