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Chapter 992 - 744 "King of Souls" Achabis_1

Chapter 992: Chapter 744 "King of Souls" Achabis_1

The Three-eyed Feathered God, together with Zhang Jiarong, appeared above "Black Iron City".

"Although you have devoured the power of a deity and evolved to the divine realm in one fell swoop, your foundation is unstable. This hinders your future evolution greatly. There are nearly a thousand Demi-gods in the city below, who are currently the most suitable adversaries for your training. Only through such battles and life-and-death struggles can the power you devoured further integrate with your body. Go now, kill all the creatures in this city, then... eat them..."

As this Three-eyed Feathered God spoke, a bloodthirsty and vicious glint shimmered within its three eyes, eyeing the "Black Iron City" below as though it were looking at delectable food.

Zhang Jiarong paused for a moment, then said, "Feather God, if I kill them, aren’t they all humans, my own kind? "

From afar, he could see that all those moving within "Black Iron City" were humans like himself, not the monsters from the "Heavenly Pit Forest", so the idea of suddenly descending to slaughter his fellow humans was something he found difficult to act on at the moment.

The Three-eyed Feathered God smiled faintly and said, "Zhang Jiarong, don’t you understand yet? The world you are in now is not the world you once knew. The inhabitants of the city below are the natives of this world, and they are merely a group of monsters with human appearances, evolved advanced monsters."

"Do you know why so many humans were brought into this world?" the Feather God suddenly inquired.

Zhang Jiarong shook his head in some dismay and said, "All I felt at the time was the ground suddenly collapsing, and then the next moment, I found myself in a vast forest, full of many monsters."

"That’s called the ’Heavenly Pit Forest’. The monsters there are the lowest level, but those residing in this city have evolved human appearances. These monsters used the power of the ’Heavenly Pit’ to summon all you humans to this world for one single purpose..."

At this point, the Three-eyed Feathered God revealed a sinister expression: "To these monsters, you humans are their food. Billions of humans are their sustenance. You are merely their fodder. If you don’t kill them and instead let them roam free, you’re implying that more humans will be devoured by them. Think about it, how many humans have been killed by these monsters in that forest, eaten by them? Recall how as soon as you left the ’Heavenly Pit Forest’, a Golden monster attacked you, and had it not been for your special power, you would have already been dead. Now, consider your girlfriend Ah Li—if you can’t become stronger, on what basis can you protect her? Otherwise, she is likely to be devoured as food by these wicked monsters."

At these words from the Feathered God, Zhang Jiarong’s face drastically changed, and he couldn’t help but cry out, "No, no! We humans are not food—these damned monsters—" He thought about his time in the Heavenly Pit Forest, indeed being attacked by countless monsters, and his companions being killed one after another. He recalled being attacked by a huge Golden monster as soon as he reached the shore, and his body’s innate Seed Power made him instinctively believe everything the Feather God had said was true, and the compassion that had been in his heart had long disappeared.

"So all the humans living in this world are fake, monsters... They want to treat us humans as food. No wonder... no wonder there was an apocalypse. Could it be that the so-called apocalypse was designed to transfer all of us humans to this world to be their food? I will never resign myself to this fate—"

Zhang Jiarong let out a ferocious howl and instantly dove headfirst down toward "Black Iron City" below.

Behind him, the Feather God’s face showed a pleased smile as he murmured, "That’s right, just like that—devour all the energy you can, kill everything you can. We must keep evolving, evolving further, and then transcend everything, leaving this damned world... This is my last chance. In this epoch, I cannot fail again."

A pale red bloodthirsty glow flickered in the eyes of the Three-eyed Feathered God.

Zhang Jiarong’s dive was extraordinarily swift, firmly keeping in mind the words of the Feathered God: that every human within this city was nothing but a monster in human skin. These monsters were treating his kind as food; they were his mortal enemies. The more he killed, the safer the others, especially Ah Li, would be.

At this moment, within Black Iron City, Wang Heng, Zhang Kuo, and other Black Warriors had already sensed something amiss. On the day of the end of the Fifth Epoch, everyone was on high alert. When Zhang Jiarong and the Feathered God appeared above "Black Iron City", people felt it, but they did not take the initiative to attack. With Zhang Jiarong’s dive, and seeing his posture, Qing Huang, who stood next to Wang Heng, let out a delicate laugh and was the first to take action.

With a leap, she transformed into a colossal dragon-winged Phoenix, and the six-colored divine light on her back rose up.

"So they really are monsters after all. If it hadn’t been for the Feather God’s warning, I would have really been deceived by your human appearance—" Zhang Jiarong saw Qing Huang suddenly change from a young and pretty girl into a massive winged beast in the blink of an eye. By then, his mind was made up; he didn’t even consider that Qing Huang’s appearance closely resembled the Phoenix of legend, and directly deemed Qing Huang a man-eating monster.

"Sickle of Souls—" Zhang Jiarong roared as a series of translucent phantoms exploded from within his chest. His evolution did not involve physical mutations, so even though he engulfed the golden power and realm of the Maya God, he did not experience any mutation. His evolved ability was the highly unusual power of the soul.

Accompanying Zhang Jiarong’s roar, a translucent, phantom-like sickle appeared in the void, and right after, a creature draped in a vast robe crawled out from his body, wielding the sickle and heavily slashing down at the approaching Qing Huang below.

"Sickle of Souls," which can summon the "King of Souls," Achabis, for an attack.

The scythe wielded by the King of Souls, Achabis, can directly attack the souls of all living beings and is nearly unstoppable. It can be said that Zhang Jiarong’s special power is extremely terrifying.

At that time, the Green Giant God was slashed by his Sickle of Souls, and instantly fell into corruption. Although his body was unharmed, his soul was severely damaged, and it could even directly destroy the enemy’s soul power, turning them into a walking corpse.

The six-colored divine light of Qing Huang, which legend has it could even eclipse the sun, now condensed into six pillars of light and bore down upon Zhang Jiarong.

Qing Huang, with the power of the Six Great Legacies stimulated, and aided by a Golden Seed, now possessed the strength of a Pinnacle Demigod. The six-colored divine light that pressed down even seemed to shake the void faintly.

The Feather God in the sky, watching this, snorted coldly and suddenly, a beam of light shot out from its third vertical eye, striking the six-colored divine light. At the same moment, its voice echoed in Zhang Jiarong’s mind, "Leave this beast to me; you go and kill those below."

Zhang Jiarong, although he now had the realm of a deity, still lacked much fighting experience and hadn’t fully merged with his power. If he truly engaged in battle, it was uncertain whether he would win or lose against Qing Huang. Seeing this, the Feather God blocked Qing Huang, allowing Zhang Jiarong to slaughter the Black Warriors below.

The Feather God could see that many of the Black Warriors were only Junior Demigods, making them the most suitable opponents for Zhang Jiarong to try out his powers on.

After slaughtering and devouring all the humans in the city, and then slowly digesting them, the Feather God estimated that he could bring Zhang Jiarong to slaughter and devour ordinary deities.

They were now ahead of all the other Children of Destiny, and they were the most likely to emerge as the victors of this Epoch.

The Feather God was very excited.

The beam of light that emanated from its third eye struck the six different colored pillars of light swung out by Qing Huang, one against six, and instantly shattered the six-colored divine light. Clearly, the power of the Feather God was far superior to that of Qing Huang.

In his shock, Zhang Jiarong’s summoned King of Souls, Achabis, had already pounced towards the Black Warriors below.

"This kid..." Wang Heng frowned slightly, having already drawn his Sword of Immortal Destruction.

"Form up—" Wang Heng roared, and nearly a thousand Black Warriors gathered together as "Black Flame Hell" was instantly unleashed, forming a sea of black fire that surged upward.

Zhang Jiarong, charging too fast, was too late to stop himself and plunged into "Black Flame Hell."

"Ahh—" Zhang Jiarong issued a hoarse shriek as he was burned, and with a swing of the scythe from his summoned King of Souls, Achabis, suddenly the Black Warriors facing him grunted, immediately flipping over and falling, their souls severely injured, their eyes rolling back as they passed out.

The development was so sudden that even the Feather God above had not expected that the group of Demigods below could unite to release the terrifying "Black Flame Hell," which took him completely by surprise. With a lash of its tail, the Feather God sent Qing Huang flying far away with a painful scream, smashing into a building, causing its collapse.

With a "boom," Qing Huang, transformed into a giant phoenix, caused a building to collapse. The Feather God, about to rush to aid Zhang Jiarong who fell into Black Flame Hell, suddenly stopped.

Just as Zhang Jiarong plunged into the fire, he let out a pitiful scream, but quickly, the "999" pattern on his forehead emerged, and intense golden-colored Gasification Mysterious Power burst forth from his body, resisting "Black Flame Hell." The golden Gasification Mysterious Power was subject to constant burning that produced a "sizzle" sound. Soon, this power began to merge gradually into the flesh and blood of Zhang Jiarong’s body. (To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please log in to www.qidian.com. There are more Chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)