Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 108 - 108 88 Bronze Dragon Tooth The Sword of Dark History!_2

108: Chapter 88: Bronze Dragon Tooth, The Sword of Dark History!_2 108: Chapter 88: Bronze Dragon Tooth, The Sword of Dark History!_2 Xia Hongyao’s strike was executed with absolute precision, flawlessly cutting off the piece of scalp branded with the character for “slave.”

“Little Linzi, I…”

Just as Xia Hongyao was about to boast about her neat job, the Muscle Buddha behind her suddenly swung a heavy fist towards the back of her head.

If the blow had landed, her high ponytail would have burst open like a watermelon crushed by a truck tire.

In this moment of unforeseen crisis, Xia Hongyao miraculously twisted her waist as if she had eyes on the back of her head, her upper body dipping while her left leg swung up and hooked onto the arm of the Muscle Buddha.

Whoosh!

The heavy punch swept by, stirring Xia Hongyao’s long ponytail, but she was unharmed.

“What’s happening?”

Guo Zheng, upon seeing this, subconsciously darted to the side, distancing himself from Lin Baici.

Double-cross?

But if they were going to turn on him, shouldn’t they wait until after they had killed that sword slave?

So it was that the Muscle Buddha he had summoned with the Taboo things occasionally acted without his control.

Damn!

Taboo things are truly terrifying!

Guo Zheng suddenly lost his appetite for this Taboo item.

What if during a collective struggle, it suddenly threw a punch and blew his head open?

Lin Baici, seeing Xia Hongyao evade the Muscle Buddha’s strike, breathed a sigh of relief.

As he watched the sword slave and considered whether to dismiss the Muscle Buddha, a dark golden light whistled towards Xia Hongyao.

Caught off guard by the Muscle Buddha’s attack, Xia Hongyao was still adjusting her body’s posture, making it difficult for her to exert force.

Therefore, when the dark golden light shot towards her, she saw it coming but couldn’t dodge.

“This is bad!”

Xia Hongyao panicked internally, but she didn’t lose her cool and still attempted self-rescue.

Her waist muscles, honed over eighteen years, burst forth with tremendous strength, enabling her upper body to evade.

It was impossible to completely dodge, she could only try to avoid her vitals.

Just as Xia Hongyao was about to be hit by the dark golden light,

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

Three cherry-sized stones flew towards her, consecutively hitting the dark golden light.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

The dark golden light was deflected, grazing past Xia Hongyao’s ear and slicing off several strands of hair.

“A bronze sword?”

Xia Hongyao saw it clearly: it was a foot-and-a-half-long, three-finger-wide bronze sword, its body verdigris in color, but with golden patterns that shimmered in an amber hue under sunlight.

Beautiful, noble, and extravagant!

Xia Hongyao landed on the ground, dagger in hand, watching the bronze sword, but after its failed strike, it did not attempt another sneak attack, instead flying back into the sword hut resembling a small mountain.

“A bronze sword?”

Lin Baici also saw it clearly.

As the bronze sword flew back into the sword hut, he immediately focused on the sword slave whose branded scalp had been removed.

The sword slave stood in place, one hand on his head, dazedly staring at the piece of scalp on the ground.

“Come back here!”

Lin Baici called out to Xia Hongyao.

With another Taboo item ready to strike, Xia Hongyao couldn’t afford to be careless and immediately returned to Lin Baici’s side: “Thank you!”

She knew that it was Lin Baici who had activated Divine Grace to save her in that moment of life and death.

“Flying Stone?”

Guo Zheng was surprised and intrigued, unable to help himself from asking, “Is that also your Divine Grace?”

“You guess?”

Lin Baici had activated the ‘Red Rolling Stone’ before the battle started.

This Divine Grace he obtained from the Clay Human allowed him to summon a one-foot-long Clay Human.

This little Clay Human could skillfully use a sling to hurl stones, striking any enemy within a two-hundred-meter radius.

Despite its small size and the primitive nature of the sling it used, the Clay Human’s accuracy was extremely high and its lethality was vast; the stones it threw were comparable to slug shots from a shotgun.

Of course, its most important feature was its concealment.

Burrowed into the brush or lying flat on the ground, it was indistinguishable from a clump of mud – virtually invisible if you weren’t paying attention.

The sword slave had been hit in the eye by a stone from this Clay Human, causing a hesitation in movement, which had provided the Muscle Buddha with the opportunity to grab and throw him.

“So how many Divine Graces do you actually have?

Three?”

Guo Zheng’s curiosity was like a cat incessantly scratching at his chest.

“You guess again?”

Lin Baici, of course, would not reveal the answer.

“Judging by your implication, it seems there are more?

It couldn’t be five, right?”

As soon as Guo Zheng finished speaking, he started shaking his head.

Impossible!

Having been a God Hunter for four years himself, he had only two Divine Graces, both of rather poor quality.

How could this university student be stronger than him?

“It shouldn’t be, right?

Having five Divine Graces would make one a Wolf King, and Jiuzhou Security Bureau would certainly recruit you.”

Guo Zheng reasoned, “Unless the head of the Haijing branch is a complete idiot!”

God Hunters are ranked by strength, with the lowest title being Hungry Wolf Level.

Upon acquiring five Divine Graces, one becomes a Wolf King.

Once a Wolf King serves as the main force in conquering three Divine Ruins, they are promoted to Leopard Head.

“Who are you calling an idiot?”

Xia Hongyao frowned.

“I wasn’t talking about you,” Guo Zheng rolled his eyes and said, “God Lin, come on, tell me, how many Divine Graces do you really have?”

As Guo Zheng spoke, his gaze never left the sword slave.

While the monster was lost in thought and Lin Baici hadn’t ordered an attack, Guo Zheng naturally wouldn’t be the one to stir trouble.

Although Xia Hongyao hadn’t fought for long, it was clear to him that she was far more capable than him.

“Does the number of Divine Graces really matter?”

Lin Baici countered.

[A king’s personal sword crafted by a master smith, albeit a bit old and made of bronze, can still be used as a kitchen knife to slaughter game, and for cleaning and preparing ingredients.]