The Fury of Gaiselesen

"Interesting, truly interesting!"

Nack narrowed his eyes as he looked at Huosi and his two companions; he truly hadn't expected that a mere three Lowgods could actually block his attack.

His strength was considered quite formidable even among Midgods.

Nack had originally intended to vent some of his anger, so he had casually launched a few attacks toward the ground below.

As for whether the people of the Material Plane or those three Lowgods lived or died, he couldn't care less.

As a member of the Four Divine Beasts Clan, he had lost count of how many people he had killed.

However, to his surprise, his attack had actually been blocked by a Lowgod, which made things rather intriguing.

"There has never been anyone I wanted to kill who didn't die, let alone a few Lowgods."

A cruel smile appeared in Nack's eyes as he looked coldly at Huosi and the others.

Since he was already in a bad mood, he might as well use these three Lowgods for some amusement; being killed by him could be considered a form of glory for them.

The next second, earth-style divine power condensed rapidly, and a massive earth giant emerged from the sky, its enormous fist striking toward the direction of Huosi and his companions.

"Damn it!"

Huosi cursed under his breath. A massive cannon barrel appeared in his right hand, and a pale blue laser shot straight into the clouds, instantly shattering the giant into pieces.

"Oh? What is this? A divine artifact? Interesting."

Nack narrowed his eyes. It seemed this divine artifact was somewhat special, as it could actually break his attack!

"Kid, hand over your divine artifact, and you might be able to die a quick death."

Seeing this scene, Metamor, who was standing to the side, glanced at Huosi and spoke in a calm tone.

The divine artifact on this kid seemed quite unique; he could take it back to play with.

As members of the Four Divine Beasts Clan, they had seen many divine artifacts, but this was the first time they had seen one like this. Taking it back to examine might prove interesting.

As long as they handed over the artifact, they could show mercy and grant them a quick death.

As for whether the owner of such an artifact might have some background—don't make him laugh. When it came to background, the Four Divine Beasts Clan had never feared anyone.

"Who do you think you are? If you want my divine artifact, come and take it with your life!"

Huosi cursed back directly, not caring about backgrounds or the Four Divine Beasts Clan. No matter who they were, if they wanted to kill him, he would make them pay the price.

Since arriving in this Coiling Dragon world, this was the first time Huosi had been this angry; he could barely suppress his rage.

Although he had been mentally prepared for the potential arrogance of the Four Divine Beasts Clan, he was still infuriated by them today. This was no longer just a matter of being unreasonable.

Their methods were even worse than the bandits in Hell; after all, bandits usually only wanted money.

The Four Divine Beasts Clan was something else—not only did they want your money, but they also wanted your life, and they would even tell you that dying at their hands was an honor.

"Hmm? Kid, it seems you've chosen to be tortured to death!"

Hearing Huosi reject his "kindness" and even resort to insults, Metamor's voice turned cold instantly as he clenched his fists.

This kid had actually rejected his "merciful" proposal and spoken rudely to him, so there was no need to show mercy; he would make him wish he were dead.

"It seems they don't care for your kindness, Metamor."

Nack spoke mockingly, his tone filled with derision.

While Nack was speaking, the others had already surrounded Huosi and his companions one after another, even the guards of the teleportation array had come over.

In any case, guarding the teleportation array was only to prevent Sean from escaping, and now that Sean was dead, it didn't matter anymore.

As for these three Lowgods, they didn't care at all. For Lowgods to escape from their encirclement was nothing but a pipe dream.

If they allowed three Lowgods to escape from the encirclement of a group of Midgods via the teleportation array, they would have no face to return to the clan.

"Very well, you forced my hand!"

Huosi took a deep breath, his divine sense quietly searching through his spatial storage.

"Oh? We forced your hand, and what can you do about it?" Nack rubbed his hands together, looking on with indifferent mockery, not in a hurry to strike.

Instead, he placed his hands on his hips, signaling that Huosi could do whatever he wanted and use any means at his disposal.

Watching the opponent exhaust all their options only to find they still couldn't change the outcome—that feeling was very satisfying to them.

He really wanted to see the look of impotent rage on these three Lowgods; it had made his mood, which had been soured by Sean, much better.

However, the next second, his pupils shrank violently, and his mouth hung slightly open.

He saw that with Huosi as the center, a massive light instantly enveloped the entire world.

Before he could react, he suddenly felt as if space had been torn apart. A force pushed him out, and the spatial turbulence instantly shredded his body, followed by the immediate dissipation of his consciousness.

"Ah!"

In the Underworld, at the residence of the Four Divine Beasts Clan, Nack Bowen sat up abruptly.

What just happened? His Midgod avatar had actually perished.

Only then did he realize what had occurred; that Lowgod had used some unknown method to tear apart the surrounding space on a massive scale. In the end, they had all been shredded by spatial turbulence.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Nack's roar echoed for a thousand miles, leaving the clansmen who heard it feeling bewildered.

At this moment, Nack still could not comprehend what had happened, or how a Lowgod had managed to unleash such a powerful attack in an instant.

Although the space in a Material Plane was extremely fragile, it should not have been so easily shattered by a Lowgod.

While it was true that Saint Realm mages could tear open spatial rifts, and a wind-style Saint mage's Dimensional Blade could achieve such a feat, that was merely a tiny crack. What had happened just now was the total destruction of the surrounding space.

This kind of attack was something even Nack himself could not replicate, simply because the scale was too vast.

After venting for a few minutes, Nack immediately realized he had no time to dwell on this.

He had caused a massive disaster; he was the only one whose avatar had survived outside, while everyone else had lost all their avatars.

Even if his status was higher than theirs, he could not bear such a heavy responsibility. After all, he was only a Midgod—no, he was a Lowgod now.

He had led a team to surround and suppress a Midgod of the Barbary Clan, only for the entire force to be wiped out.

The most critical point was that they weren't killed by Sean Barbary, but by a Lowgod using some unknown method.

If he reported that this Lowgod had acted out of a bad mood and prepared to kill him, only for him to possess a suicidal trump card, Nack shuddered. He dared not imagine the fury of the clan if he reported the truth.

After thinking for a long time, he came up with a plan: perhaps he could push the blame onto the Barbary Clan.

He was the only one who returned alive. If he claimed that they were suddenly killed the moment they finished off Sean, without even having time to react, the clan would immediately suspect that a powerful Highgod had intervened and slaughtered them all in an instant.

And in such a situation, any Highgod appearing here would most likely belong to the Barbary Clan.

Just as Nack was contemplating how to evade responsibility, three figures suddenly appeared from a teleportation array in the Yulan Plane. Huosi looked somewhat pale.

"My lord, are you alright?"

Adkins was the first to speak, his tone filled with concern.

"I'm fine, I just need to rest."

Huosi gripped the Midgod Divine Spark he had snatched at the last moment, rubbed his temples, and said in a low voice.

Just moments ago, Huosi had activated an emergency teleportation. This was a branch derived from his research into spatial portals and was one of his greatest trump cards, allowing him to instantly trigger a portal to return directly to the Yulan Plane.

However, the resources consumed were immense. In that single instant, he had exhausted half of the resources he had collected from thousands of Material Planes just to get the three of them out; otherwise, they would have been swallowed by the spatial turbulence.

"Damn the Four Divine Beasts Clan! Go play in the spatial turbulence!"

Huosi cursed inwardly.

Just now, Huosi had detonated all three thousand six hundred Super Nuclear Bombs stored inside his Spatial Storage System.

These nuclear bombs were not the ones he had used against Lowgods previously, but the most powerful ones he had managed to develop to date.

In terms of pure power, while they were not enough to kill a Midgod, they were sufficient to injure them. During his last experiment, they had even torn a hole in space.

This time, to give those fellows from the Four Divine Beasts Clan a surprise, Huosi had thrown away almost everything he had accumulated over ten thousand years, ensuring that space would shatter on a massive scale and that those bastards would all be swept into the turbulence.

Huosi was in a foul mood, and the Four Divine Beasts Clan was no different.

At this moment, inside the Azure Dragon Hall, a cold man with flowing green hair stared at the person kneeling below.

"You just said that the Barbary Clan secretly sent people to ambush and kill our clansmen?"

Gaiselesen's voice was icy, filled with boundless rage.

"Yes, Patriarch. According to news from the Underworld, the entire team sent to hunt down Sean Barbary has been wiped out. According to Nack Bowen, the only one with an avatar remaining outside, they had killed Sean Barbary without suffering any casualties."

"However, in the very next instant, before any of them could react, they were suddenly killed. Therefore, he suspects that a Highgod from the Barbary Clan was secretly following Sean."

"That Highgod, perhaps fearing our clan, had intended to give up on Sean Barbary, but upon seeing Sean die, he suddenly regretted it and struck out in anger."

"Bang!"

Gaiselesen stood up abruptly, smashing the table in front of him with a single palm, his eyes burning with fury.

"The Barbary Clan, what a fine Barbary Clan. Last time we were merciful and gave you a chance to live, yet you do not cherish it. Since that is the case, there is no need for the Barbary Clan to exist!"

In reality, Gaiselesen harbored a sliver of doubt; he did not truly believe the Barbary Clan would dare to act this way at such a time.

But since his clansmen had died while hunting down Sean Barbary, the Barbary Clan had to bear the responsibility.

Evidence? The Four Divine Beasts Clan did not need evidence to kill!