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Chapter 570 - 302: Useless Even If You Call Daddy, Die! (June Monthly Ticket Additional Release 3/8)_3

Chapter 570: Chapter 302: Useless Even If You Call Daddy, Die! (June Monthly Ticket Additional Release 3/8)_3

He practically spat out these words through clenched teeth.

The wild breath uncontrollably dissipated all around.

His boiling, surging blood turned into countless streams of steam, melting the falling snowflakes.

With every word Brian said, his body swelled a little more.

By the time he finished speaking,

he had transformed into a gigantic monster over five meters tall, covered entirely in pitch-black scale armor.

His eyes radiated a demonic red glow.

His bat wings were drenched in scalding fresh blood.

The small version of Brian that he had been holding, not even as thick as one of his fingers, appeared like a bug that could be squashed at any moment!

At this very moment,

Brian’s form was not one bit better than the monster in his hand.

Feeling the creature trembling with fear of death on his fingernail,

Brian let out a hoarse laugh, "Heh heh heh, I almost forgot, I’m also a monster, so what right do you, this trash, have to use me!"

"Speak!"

Following Brian’s final roar,

BOOM~

A terrifying sonic blast swept through the void above, carrying a ruthless and bloodthirsty force capable of crushing everything in its path, forming a tangible shockwave that shattered all falling snowflakes, ground the clouds overhead, and forcibly cleared a clean area in the sky above, allowing moonlight and starlight to shine even brighter.

Witnessing this terrifying scene,

the tall man who had almost confronted Brian swallowed hard.

The members of the Bryan family who had been brimming with fighting spirit, one by one, resembled castrated dogs, all bowing their proud heads, not even daring to look in the direction of that monster, just hoping it would not notice them, these mere ants, to avoid being casually killed.

In front of ordinary people, they were monstrous non-humans.

But in the presence of this five-meter-tall scale armor monster, they were nothing but little dogs, terrified out of their wits.

..

"Eh..."

Amidst Brian’s intense roar of anger, the ’son’ on his finger sighed, "How did you find me?"

That voice didn’t come from the little fleshy ball, but directly into Brian’s heart.

This was mind communication!

This thing was definitely not his real son!

"Finally willing to communicate?"

Brian suppressed his urge to kill, his bat wings trembled, and he shot up into the sky, rising to an altitude of ten kilometers.

He looked down, his eyes the size of volleyballs and oozing a bizarre blood-red hue, as he stared at the small fleshy ball in his hand, "Activity, ever since I ingested that Blood Moon Energy Radiation from the remnant plate, I found that it could actually activate my spirit, and I became suspicious!"

Since radiation could bring about activity,

was it possible that the blood-colored radiance he saw was actually alive?

The little ball hadn’t expected to expose itself in such a manner.

It carried a tinge of helplessness in its thoughts, "In our world, you had the potential to become an Origin, why not cooperate? It would be your honor to use your bloodline to reacquire a body for me, for me to call you ’father’ as we ignite the Divine Fire in this world, hold the throne high, and resist the corruption of the Blood Moon..."

"Are you done?"

Brian’s voice was cold.

Huh?

The little ball was taken aback, "If you want to communicate with me, isn’t it to learn the secrets I carry? What do you mean by that?"

It faintly felt something ominous and hastily said, "Every piece of Divine embodies one or several great existences. By cooperating with me, you can learn the truth behind the Blood Moon. I..."

But Brian was already out of patience.

He stared at his opponent with a savage grin, "You’re wrong, I just wanted to be sure what you really were. Since you’re not my son, I can rest easy."

"No!"

"I’ve barely escaped from that place and found a suitable vessel to be reincarnated in!

If I die, I’ll release a corruption of the Origin, and you’ll die too!

Don’t kill me... no... Ahh!"

Feeling an increasingly oppressive force, it finally lost its sanity, its thoughts screaming in Brian’s mind, "Don’t kill me, father, father.."

"Calling me father won’t help!"

"Die!"

Zzrrpp~

A mess of flesh burst open between Brian’s fingers, continuously crushed into mud, and then enveloped by a green mist, dispersing into wisps of vapor, achieving an end even cleaner than being ground to dust and scattered to the wind!

Almost simultaneously,

A ball of dark red Radiation Energy filled with resentment sped towards Brian.

The next moment,

Brian’s eyes bulged.

Rip~

A denser, more potent and domineering wave of nearly black radiation engulfed the dark red ball of Radiation Energy first, and then gulped it down in a single swallow, as if overeating, slowly retreating back to Brian’s eyes.

"Trying to out-contaminate me? You’re nothing!"

Brian, utterly lacking in public spirit, spat a mouthful of saliva toward the ground.

The saliva dispersed, blending into the moist air around, and eventually turned into a small patch of acid rain that fell to the ground, corroding a small pit.

He didn’t care the slightest about that nonsense from the thing’s thoughts about the Divine Fire, thrones, or any of that.

Divine?

What divine bullshit!

They were nothing but more powerful human beings.

When death descended, the reaction wasn’t even as strong as some humans with iron wills.

Did such a thing deserve the title of divine?

As for other worlds... how impressive is that?

Brian was a transmigrator; how could he not be aware of other worlds?

When he heard the other party reveal that each piece of the Divine, that is, the remnant plate, was a living consciousness, Brian decided it was time to execute the creature.

He disliked wasting time on trash that insulted his emotions!

...

Brian glanced at the Bryan family village below his feet and slowly released his Bursting Clothes State, preparing to leave.

Suddenly.

He looked at his fingertip.

There, an almost black Obsession Little Ball was slowly taking shape.

Brian grinned.

He felt much better now.