Chapter 244
The significant blood loss caused Horton's face to turn pale, until his head emitted a blinding crimson light. Horton then stopped the bleeding and held his head high.
"The great Blood Hand Butcher Barton, I now summon you in the name of war!"
Buzz! ~~
A massive crimson array pattern appeared in the sky!
A terrifying Blood-colored Power gathered on the array patterns, reflecting in the sky and turning the originally dark sky into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
An invisible pressure descends!
Alex's face lit up with joy. That familiar surge of power, that chilling fear that went straight to the depths of his soul—it must be the Great Butcher!
Sizzle!!
Crimson lightning crackled.
The next moment, under everyone's gaze, in front of Horton, at the center of the formation, bathed in the most terrifying Blood-colored Power, a dashing black-haired figure suddenly appeared.
The figure beneath the Bloodlight exuded an immense pressure, so much so that Horton dared not even look up. He knelt on one knee and respectfully said, "Great Butcher, the war has begun. Please let blood and bones stain this world red!"
"Okay." The great butcher parted his red lips slightly and uttered a single word.
She then raised her greatsword and slashed at the unsuspecting Horton.
Pfft~
The head fell to the ground with a thud, and the corpse collapsed at the same time.
"Blood and bones, that's enough for you." After saying that, 'Shally' clenched her fist, feeling as if she was now terrifyingly strong.
Damn! I got contacted by the editor today; chapter 147 can't be released for review yet. I revised it twice but it still didn't pass, so it's frozen. Let's see how it goes tomorrow. The editor said we can't do this, otherwise the book will be in danger. I'll try to write more 'literary' stuff from now on. ε=(′ο`*))) Sigh.
I'm begging for monthly votes! (crying emoji)
Chapter 150 Demigod, Shally Ascends to Demonhood!!! The Conference of Nations in the Northern Continent Convenes [10,000 words]
Glug glug~~
Horton's head rolled on the ground, his eyes wide open in death!
Then everything around us became quiet.
Even the demons, who should have been celebrating Lord Barton's arrival, and had even planned out their postures for worship, ended up...
Something's not right, not even 90% right.
The colossal shadow of Barton, the butcher with the bloody hands—why has that massive, oppressive body become so thin? What happened to that head of smooth, black hair? Hair—that's an insult to Lord Barton! Lord Barton is a butcher without hair!
Raindrops fell in a patter, pounding on the ground, momentarily stirring up a silent terror.
Ryan opened the game and took a look.
Upon discovering that 'Shally' was summoned in the name of the Blood Hand Butcher, and because she was previously bound to that name, as her strength increased and she continued to integrate into the path of the Blood God's Faith Path, Ryan realized that 'Shally' seemed to be gradually replacing the Blood Hand Butcher.
At least from initially passively receiving faith, 'Shally' has now actively responded to Horton's request, descending into the ritual array as the Blood Hand Butcher.
Yes, it also fulfilled the other party's wish, allowing blood and bones to stain the world.
Look at that round head. Horton's body wasn't huge, but he was still 1.9 meters tall. When he put on his armor, the imposing presence of his physique was just like that of Grand Duke Magana. As he knelt down and his headless body slowly fell, the faces of the Blood Cult were filled with fear and panic.
Then Ryan saw that 'Shally's' character interface had a new buff that stacked Chaos Power after being summoned. This buff was temporary, but it was enough to greatly enhance 'Shally's' strength.
"There was no notification that the mission was completed? Well, even though she killed a Seventh Tier Transcendent, it was at most a sneak attack. The Blood God probably won't think Shally was brave because of that."
However, Ryan didn't care about that. His primary goal was to solve the problem, and everything else was just a bonus.
The death of the Temple of War general here is enough to deter some petty villains. As long as the impact of the Demon Legion is dealt with, at least several decades of development time can be bought. With that time, not to mention 'Shally,' even Empress 'Vainay' is confident that she can step into the seventh rank or even higher.
The Eighth Tier is an unknown territory, and it seems that no one has mentioned it publicly. Ryan doesn't know much about it, but he's not in a hurry; things will work themselves out.
Boom!
A startled cry.
A burst of Bloodlight erupted in front of Magana. The spot where Alex had successfully 'lost weight' was bursting with blinding blood-red Bloodlight. Under the influence of the surging Power of the Blood God, his severed legs rapidly regrew.
Having regained his legs, Alex did not choose to fight Magana head-on. Instead, he used Blood Escape to reach the rift. He now only wanted to return to the warm Chaos Space and get away from this world dominated by terrifying humans!
'Shally' stomped her foot hard on the ground, the stomp creating a terrifying shockwave that temporarily immobilized Alex.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Magana, who was chasing after him, swung her scythe again, the dark blade slicing horizontally towards Alex's thighs, severing both legs.
Alex crashed to the ground with a scream.
Ryan's lips twitched slightly, feeling a tiny bit of sympathy for Alex's plight. But who could he blame? He brought it on himself, so there was nothing he could do. Even I wouldn't dare to laugh at the Grand Duke, who was short. Even if I could transform, I would never flaunt my superiority in front of the Grand Duke!
Well, Xiongda is a different story.
Although the Grand Duke Duchess is not tall, she is also not very magnanimous. You think you can live after offending her?
However, Alex was indeed much stronger than a human in terms of physical strength. Even so, he did not die. Moreover, he adjusted his body in mid-air and, with the strength of half a body, still resolutely charged towards the Space Rift.
Unfortunately, that was a place he was destined never to reach.
A beam of holy light descended, striking him with perfect precision from mid-air. Bathed in the light, Haino stood in the air, staff in hand.
In an instant, the dark Magana, the blood-red 'Shally,' and the holy light Heno attacked Alex simultaneously, who fell in the chaotic ruins, his pale face showing a hint of confusion. More than a thousand years had passed since the last war, and the human world had become like this.
In Alex's vision, the sky was covered with corpses and a sea of blood. Blood-red rain suddenly fell, and countless raindrops intertwined to form dense lines, like a blood-red Milky Way falling from the sky.
Suddenly, Bloodlight covered everything in sight.
The sea of blood surged and churned, like the roar of the ocean. Giant waves rolled and a huge figure loomed in and out of the fortress built of mountains of corpses.
Alex was startled. His despairing thoughts rekindled. He saw it. The enormous figure was bloated and oppressive. The dense, gruesome wounds on its head, along with its rotting eyes and decaying teeth, all pointed to its identity— Blood Hand Butcher Barton!
The strange phenomenon in the sky attracted everyone's attention. The raindrops turned into viscous blood, and the deep red oppression seemed to materialize. Those low-level Supernatural Being immediately turned pale and could hardly breathe.
"Barton!"
Haino looked grave.
She had seen it in Janus's secret texts, and the four most Great Demon who served the Blood God, Blood Hand Butcher Barton, was one of them!
Of course, she wasn't naive enough to think that 'Shally' was Barton, even though Horton's summoning ritual had summoned 'Shally', although she had many doubts in her heart.
Below the gods lies the realm of demigods.
The term "demigod" has a broad meaning. As far as Hainuo knows, most churches generally classify the realm above the seventh level of transcendence as "demigod" because they do not reach the height of gods but are far beyond the level of mortals.
Like the servants of the great gods, those renowned beings were all classified as demigods.
As for the top figures in the church, Haino knew that the Pope must have reached that level. As for the archbishops, perhaps the Cardinal Bishop could, but Haino wasn't sure. After all, almost no one had ever seen the top three archbishops make a move... no, they had never even seen them.
However, she was certain that the gap between demigods was significant.
Blood Hand Butcher is not the strongest of the Great Demon, but even so, he is still an Eighth Tier being!
"He cannot get out."
Magana raised her head, her blood-red eyes fixed on the Butcher's massive, bloated body. "A demigod cannot break through the Chaos Space. This ritual is not enough to support Him in breaking this rule."
As expected, although the strange phenomenon caused by the appearance of the Blood Hand Butcher seemed grand, no matter how much the butcher roared and howled, causing the Chaos Space's Power to be released, it still could not truly affect this space.
This relieved everyone present.
But just then, a crimson beam of light fell from the sky and struck Horton's fallen corpse.
The headless corpse was swiftly lifted up by an invisible force within the Bloodlight, connecting with Barton's body in the sky. It then rapidly swelled and grew larger, with bulging flesh stretching and enlarging Horton's body. The flesh seemed to writhe as if it were alive, and soon Horton's body became just like Barton's—bloated, with gruesome stitched wounds, rotting eyes and teeth, and his skin covered in blood.
"Lord Barton! Lord Barton!" Alex cried out in despair, a flicker of hope crossing his face. "I am your loyal servant!"
Projection, this is a projection of the Chaos Power.
Projecting from the Chaos Space into the mortal world is something that Chaos Demon often do. Although their strength will be greatly reduced, in the current environment, they can definitely reach the limit of the seventh rank!
With Lord Barton here, Demon Legion, let us exact our revenge on these damned humans!
"Shut up!"
Magana slashed with her sword, cleaving Alex's body vertically in two.
Alex was still alive, his hands frantically trying to reassemble his broken body. Magana was enraged and used the power of the Death Chosen to obliterate Alex completely.
Having witnessed all of this, Ryan could only say, "Good riddance!" Everyone's attention wasn't on you, so why did you have to jump out and shout to make yourself noticed? Although Ryan knew that Magana would definitely not let Alex escape, it's better to live than die. If there's a chance, Seventh Tier Transcendent with a demonic physique isn't exactly a zero chance.
After all, Barton has appeared... the real Barton. Ryan looked up at the sea of blood in the sky, which should be a reflection of the situation inside the Chaos Space.
But the real Barton cannot come out, so he can only project his power into the mortal world. If it weren't for the ritual power opening this rift space, Barton wouldn't even be able to do this step.
The barrier between the Inner World and the real world, though seemingly crumbling, is still maintained to this day, allowing only chaotic creatures below the seventh rank to pass through.
However, the unique existence of the rift allows Barton's power to be released to the maximum extent. In other words, Barton's shadow at this moment can be said to be the closest to the arrival of his true form, and theoretically it should have reached the limit of the seventh-order transcendent.
Then Ryan saw that the upgrade quest that 'Shally' had activated earlier had been lit up at this moment.
He fell silent for a moment. Send 'Shally' to fight Barton? Really?
Even if it's an ascension mission, the advancement to the Eternal Chosen One shouldn't be this ridiculously difficult, right?
Ryan did not take any action. He believed that 'Shally' should have her own judgment. If this was the guidance of the Blood God's Will, then it should not be hopeless to complete.
Hey, Doklodus, the one and only chosen one, you know what I mean?
Boom!
Ryan's thoughts were interrupted by a roar. Haino launched the first attack, and the power of the Holy Light struck Barton's Shadow, but was blocked by the cleaver in the latter's hand.
He immediately ordered 'Vainay' to lead the remaining Supernatural Being to retreat.
At this point, the participation of ordinary Supernatural Being is meaningless. As for the number of Blood Cult, it is not large, nor is the number of the Demon Legion. Therefore, there is no need for a blockade now. He even felt that the battle between these Seventh Tier Transcendent would kill all the demons that appeared in the Chaos Space.
Soon, the Supernatural Being from the Fire Chaser and Janus forces withdrew in an orderly manner.
At the same time, the battle between the seventh tiers had fully commenced. The Blood Hand Butcher was bathed in Bloodlight, and his chain soul lashed out. Each strike was like a whip lashing out, and the damaged castle and the magnificent buildings of Queen's District were all reduced to dust under the attack of the chain.
The chain tip was bound with a barb, incredibly sharp. The barb was swung toward Haino, growing enormous in mid-air, like a shackle closing in on him.
Haino raised his staff high, and holy light exploded instantly, freeing him from the barbs' restraints.
She flew swiftly through the air, dodging and searching for an opportunity to attack.
"Everyone must die." A deep, hoarse voice echoed in the space.
Whether it was Ryan's imagination or not, Barton's mental state was not stable. The Blood Divine Path power he was using now seemed to be less pure than that of 'Shally'. Although the latter was Chosen of the Gods, Barton was, after all, a native Chaos Demon, one of the four Great Demons who were close to the Blood God.
Ryan was not Supernatural Being had passed through the Blood Divine Path, so he could not specifically perceive this situation, but 'Shally's' subsequent mental activity confirmed it.
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'The Blood God's Power is resisting.'
The sentence wasn't very clear, but Ryan had a strange realization that the sense of incongruity he felt earlier was because of his resistance.
As for what she was resisting, 'Shally' didn't think about it anymore, and rushed out without hesitation.
Ryan's heart raced instantly. Second Wife, let the Grand Duke and Haino handle such adventurous matters!
Boom!
The Blood-colored Greatsword unleashed a blood-red blade that struck the Blood Hand Butcher.
The latter took two steps back but was not actually harmed.
"Get out of my way!"
Magana's figure swept past 'Shally' as she swung her scythe in attack.
'Shally' ignored it. At this moment, she was enhanced by the power of the summoning ritual, and her strength was fully capable of contending with a seventh-level transcendent.
The two launched their attack simultaneously, their figures intertwined, the light and shadow of their greatswords and scythes cutting through the blood, temporarily suppressing the Blood Hand Butcher.
It's obvious that the two have absolutely no chemistry!
Ryan noticed that their attacks seemed to be working well, but they only caused some superficial injuries to Barton. Magana and 'Shally' were unable to use their full strength because they were hindering each other, which ultimately allowed Barton to seize the opportunity and injure them with a cleaver.
"Hey! I don't have Grand Duke to waste with you right now, get out of my way!" Magana held a black scythe and stared at 'Shally' with hostility.
"He is my prey, you are the one who should step aside."
"Believe it or not, I, the Grand Duke, will chop you down along with me!"
If Ryan hadn't specifically instructed her to "jointly fight against external threats," Magana would have already sought revenge on "Shally."