pappabearbooks Chapter 405 - 371: Tracking Ritual? Blade-Devouring Baptism! The Divine Mountain Appears!
Chapter 405 - 371: Tracking Ritual? Blade-Devouring Baptism! The Divine Mountain Appears!
This Crocodile Man is even greener all over, with a bulging head, larger and more robust.But its aura still hasn’t surpassed the Middle Rank Celestial Demon category.
Although the scales covering its body look thick, I can punch through them without a problem.
Meng Chuan quietly waited for the opponent to act.
After it was over, the monster squatted on the ground, "ooh ooh" crying out, the sound was very mournful.
This kind of "Demon," like humans, has emotions and is not a cold-blooded creature.
It is fundamentally different from the proper Celestial Demons Meng Chuan has seen.
He recalled the Crocodile Man he had just killed, noticing it seemed to have nothing between its legs...
"Did I kill its wife? My sin..."
After its grief, the Crocodile Man’s expression suddenly tightened.
Its apricot-yellow eyes widened, and it suddenly started kowtowing on the ground... The source of thɪs content is ????????????????????·????????????????·????????????
"Crazy?"
Meng Chuan was at a loss; he quietly waited to see what the Crocodile Man wanted to do next.
Ten minutes later, it was Meng Chuan’s turn to widen his eyes...
This stronger Crocodile Man actually took the previously dead Crocodile Man...
and ate it...
It ate it!
Meng Chuan pondered:
"Eating the partner... maybe it’s a unique way the Crocodile Man species expresses for the deceased..."
...
Coming back to his senses, seeing the Crocodile Man slowly leave, Meng Chuan hurried to follow.
In no time, a scene of ruins appeared before Meng Chuan.
This time, he finally chose the right "demon shelter."
He watched with his own eyes as the Crocodile Man just now burrowed into a hole.
Dirt flew into the air, then it disappeared.
Meng Chuan hid in a place, compressing his body to the limit.
No Great Demon or Three-Limit Master could possibly find him.
Gradually, more and more upright Crocodile Men crawled out of the hole.
Most were the slightly over two-meter "little crocodiles," which, according to his perception, were Lower Rank.
Like the three-meter or so large Crocodile Man Meng Chuan had just killed, there were no more than ten of them.
These Crocodile Men gathered together, making strange sounds as if discussing something.
Meng Chuan guessed they were discussing the real murderer of the Crocodile Man he just killed.
These monsters posed no threat to him, so Meng Chuan patiently continued to wait.
A few minutes later, the scene quieted down, and all the Crocodile Men turned their gaze towards the largest hole.
Gradually, the sound of the earth shaking rose.
A Crocodile Man, about the same size as him when he was finally released, crawled out.
Meng Chuan saw that the giant Crocodile Man was covered in greenish-black scales, with a fierce horn on its forehead.
It stood as high as six or seven meters tall when walking upright, its thick tail scraping the ground into a deep trench.
Those amber vertical pupils flickered with a cunning light almost like a human’s.
Even from afar, Meng Chuan could feel the thick and pungent demonic qi surrounding it.
"A bit weaker than the Sand Scorpion Ancestor and the Nether Snake, about the same as the big crab before, it’s a second-tier competitor in this Demon Nest."
He was the man who left the most footprints in the entire Demon Nest, so he certainly had the right to speak about this.
It seems that the strength of the Crocodile Man race is just average.
Continue to observe the largest Crocodile Man now appearing; compared to the other smaller ones, it had fewer human traces.
The other Crocodile Men’s backs were relatively smooth, but its back was covered with black spines, extending from the neck to the tail.
Seeing this group of monsters take action again, Meng Chuan continued to wait and see what these Crocodile Men planned to do after their "boss" came out.
Gradually, as he looked at this scene before him,
Meng Chuan was almost certain that these Crocodile Men were the matchstick figures on the rock murals!
Only to see, the group of Crocodile Men forming a bizarre circle, starting to claw through their scales with sharp talons.
The dark green blood dripped onto the central stone platform they encircled, gradually gathering into...
a lotus-shaped pattern!
The Crocodile Man leader touched its lone horn with its right claw, letting out a hoarse "ooh ooh" howl.
The other Crocodile Men followed suit, kneeling with their backs, like the leader’s, first sprouting fleshy buds and then hardening into spines.
The spines on their backs trembled in the rhythm of the ritual, injecting the emanating demonic qi into the dark green blood lotus.
The entire ritual projected an aura of primitive bloodlust; what Meng Chuan saw was very similar to the distorted matchstick man worship scene on the mural.
"The next step... is the suspected appearance of the Great God Brahma?"
Meng Chuan speculated, while concentrating on watching this bizarre ritual.
Unexpectedly, the development was beyond his expectations.
The blood and demonic qi gradually converged entirely into the "altar."
Demonic qi surged, forming into a humanoid shape, while the blood vanished without a trace.
Head, body, legs.
Two backpacks... claw gloves on the hands...
Cao!
This is damned myself!
Meng Chuan promptly lowered his head even further.
Suddenly, light surrounded him...
A beam of green light descended from the sky, bathing him completely from head to toe.
Truly a "stroke of luck amid calamity"...
Meng Chuan smelled the scent of blood around him, brought by this green light.
He now understood where that Crocodile blood went moments ago.
It was all used to locate him...
On the stone platform, the Crocodile heads collectively turned to look towards where he was hiding, countless vertical pupils emitting a ghostly light.
The air was thick with overwhelming hatred, almost tangible.
As if saying, "You killed the Crocodile, how dare you still follow us?"
Meng Chuan decided not to hide anymore, unleashing all of his Hard Skills to the extreme. First, a layer of black armor covered his body, followed by the dazzling display of Horizontal Training Profound Light.
With a burst from his feet, he charged forward with his spear.
Discovered by some strange, evil spell, and failed to infiltrate?
A bunch of small fry, killing all of them counts as a successful infiltration.
Thanks to the [Golden Finger] and Long Fist martial skills, Meng Chuan’s spear techniques are now quite formidable.
Tiger Soul weaved through the crocodile horde, its blade edge precisely slicing through the throat of a crocodile man standing three to four meters tall.
With a thud, the massive crocodile head rolled to the ground.
Upon seeing a figure akin to their "big brother" fall dead, the crocodile men released a chorus of oohs and aahs.
They unleashed Demonic Qi from their bodies, many wielding long swords and hammers of unknown origin, charging at Meng Chuan.
"Ooh you big-headed ooh!"
The sound was extremely unpleasant, prompting Meng Chuan to decide to eliminate the small fry before dealing with the larger crocodile men.
The sheer power of [Magical Footwork] was displayed magnificently in this moment.
Meng Chuan seemed to enter a realm devoid of opposition, his steps containing the essence of Five Elements Stealth techniques, his figure flickering like a phantom. Each appearance of Tiger Soul caused a shower of green blood.
Swoosh—!
The crocodile leader finally caught him.
Turning swiftly, the gigantic tail swept sideways. Meng Chuan ducked quickly, as the spiked tail scraped across his scalp.
As his movement stalled, swords, claws, and hammers showered upon him, a cacophony of blows sounding continuously.
This group of small fish, including those of the Middle Rank, couldn’t break through his numerous layers of defense.
It seemed these crocodile men had misplaced their skill points in their magic trees.
Each was a master of rituals, yet not adept at attacks involving mental energy.
Meng Chuan dodged the crocodile leader’s bite. Tiger Soul swept in a peacock-like arc, engulfed in flames, slaying nearly ten crocodile men, then vanished in a shadow.
At this moment, the crocodile men were completely enraged, their howls growing louder and more intense.
With a blink, Meng Chuan suddenly appeared above the group of creatures, hurling a golden lotus down.
Boom!!!
Explosions of Fire and Yang Thunder scattered, lightning mixed with flying fragments of crocodile, as successive explosive sounds resonated.
As flesh flew and crocodile men howled in agony across the sky, the assassin slipped back into the shadows.
...
In an instant, the most sorrowful event had unfolded.
The crocodile leader looked around.
The only one left standing was himself.
All the other crocodile men were dead.
The once vast congregation was now devoid of chaos and turmoil, only solitary desolation...
In the next moment, a dark silhouette closed in.
Meng Chuan, donned in ferocious battle armor, fiercely appeared overhead, his killing intent spreading like ink.
Underneath the dim yellow sky, the sound of sharp edges meeting was brief yet sharp, the knife of unknown material in the crocodile leader’s hand shattered as it responded.
Swoosh—!
The giant tail, wrapped in dark green spikes, attacked, Meng Chuan unable to evade mid-air, his arm guards crossing for defense.
Bam!!!
Meng Chuan’s chest surged with blood and energy, yet he forced it down, having no room for distraction in a battle.
His left hand equipped with blades thrust downward, simultaneously deflecting the tail while piercing through, causing green blood to splatter.
His other hand quickly swung horizontally, swatting toward the crocodile man’s head.
The opponent too felt the chilling blade, daring not to block with claws, ducking swiftly, opening a massive hand to grab Meng Chuan’s core.
Detecting an anomaly, Meng Chuan immediately released the tail from his left hand, feigning retreat and defense, actually curving around to strike at the crocodile man’s waist flank!
The sinister figure exhaled white mist, the gaps of dark golden armor plates under Meng Chuan’s stimuli becoming ever brighter.
Thud!
The giant palm halted, Meng Chuan stood firm and unmoving.
Scrrritch—!
The left fist blade sliced, retracting smoothly, pulling a large chunk of pulsating black flesh from the waist.
The piercing pain burned through every fiber, the crocodile leader’s nape cooling uncontrollably.
At this moment, the thought of avenging his clan was utterly overshadowed by the specter of death.
He wanted to run.
So easy? Not over yet!
Meng Chuan’s right foot advanced seven inches, his entire body leaning forward, tendons pulled taut into a long arc.
His left hand adhered to the opponent’s right arm, bending elbow and wrist in a smooth grappling motion.
"Crack"!
In close combat with such humanoid demons, what Meng Chuan excelled at was unfailingly retaining the fighting techniques and tactics!
With half of his body immobilized, the crocodile man swung out that massive tail once again, unleashing power capable of crushing granite.
"Desperate struggle."
Witnessing this, beneath his visor, Meng Chuan revealed a faint cold smile.
His left foot instantly stabilized the opponent’s forefoot as a fulcrum, right hand reaching to clutch the giant tail.
He exerted force from his feet, naturally bringing down the crocodile man to the ground.
His legs quickly followed, kneeling and pressing on the opponent’s chest, the sharp leg armor pierced through, emitting specks of dark green.
Meng Chuan wasn’t going to give the crocodile man any chance; in the next moment, the short burst of power with thunder poured forth like a dam breaking open, a storm of fists cascading down.
"Die!"
In just a second, Force Field, scales, all collapsed and shattered.
...
Once all was settled, Meng Chuan single-handedly annihilated the entire "Crocodile Village"...
Sinisterly dismembered, his remains recollected at the waist.
Looking at the slaughter he caused, he showed no remorse.
Not of our kind, their hearts must differ.
As for any survivors, they were unnecessary to keep.
During the earlier battle, as the crocodile men fell, the dark green blood absorbed by the central altar increased.
Now, a beam of green light descended vertically from afar, transforming into a curtain of light.
In the distance, another world seemed to unveil its veil.