Zhang Zuwen stared fixedly at Chen Changhe.
Murderous intent radiated from him.
Zhang Zuwen, forty-nine this year, had successfully become a Demigod ten years ago.
He now possessed nineteen points of Divinity.
When he had advanced to Demigod, he had possessed eight points of Divinity and loaded two Divine Authorities—Arcana and Dragonkin.
Both were exceptionally good Divine Authorities.
Given enough time, he would certainly become a true god.
These Kobolds were the followers he had painstakingly raised.
Especially those Kobold mages.
Every single one was precious to him.
He had just returned from hunting when he encountered the Rabbitman Demigod God Corpse.
By then, more than half his followers had already been lost. Not only had they failed to kill the Rabbitman Demigod God Corpse, they had suffered grievous losses instead.
They could only flee in defeat.
After returning to camp, he had summoned his troops again and intended to come back for revenge.
Yet he happened to see Chen Changhe kill the Rabbitman Demigod God Corpse and prepare to take the Divinity Fragments.
"How could that be allowed?!"
Zhang Zuwen had arrived too late and had not witnessed Chen Changhe hunting the Rabbitman Demigod God Corpse.
Nor had he carefully observed the situation around him.
He had only one thought now.
He absolutely could not let Chen Changhe take the Divinity Fragments.
They were his!
He did not know Chen Changhe's strength.
But he could sense that Chen Changhe was not a Demigod.
A Divine Being that was not even a Demigod.
Even if he possessed ten points of Divinity, he was not qualified to be Zhang Zuwen's opponent.
"If you know what's good for you, get out of my way. For the sake of us both being from Blue Star, I'll spare your life."
"Otherwise... I'll kill you