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Volume 11 Chapter 99 If the Monster isn’t Slain, Beasts Will Reign (Part 2)

“… Absolutely not,” asserted Moyan Luohou, confident in his assessment for whatever reason.

Abels found the monster still alive and kicking despite him having snapped its spine. He was musing whether he should deliver an extra blow for safe measure when the beast looked up and opened its mouth to roar. Droplets of blood flew out at Abels as though its mouth was an imploding blood bomb.

The feral smell of the blood was identical to the red mist prior and toxic. That said, this was more toxic than the red mist, causing Abels to instinctively cover his mouth.

The monster on the ground ignored its own injuries to take down its prey, and it would’ve seen success if its opponent wasn’t Abels. Abels coated himself in blue energy seven centimetres thick, decelerating the monster trying to sink its teeth into him. Subsequent to flicking the monster a gander, Abels sent the monster recoiling with its own force. As he watched the monster roll around, clamouring on the ground, he remarked, “Looks like… you do have human nature in you.”

Not even Chichen played possum. Moyan Luohou suspected as much, but he never said anything for he wanted confirmation.

“Elder, can you now tell me why he is not the dragon’s grandson?”

“…While it did come from Chichen’s belly, it was only in there afterwards; it sneaked in after Chichen’s fall. I wasn’t certain initially due to the red mist’s obstruction, but I can now say that the source of the red smoke was this monster after watching it attack.”

It sneaked in and used Hero Lian as bait? The more answers I get, the more questions crop up.

The stench of a beast from afar headed their way at high velocity grazed Abels’ nose. In the distance, he caught a glimpse of roiling dust behind no less than a hundred hostile beasts marching over. Reasoning it couldn’t have been the work of Chichen - since Chichen never summoned reinforcements - Abels speculated the unidentifiable monster called the horde over with his last howl.

“Bodhi Abels, get back.”

Abels bound back on instinct. A fist rearranged the spot Abels stood in a moment ago. The monster belted as it started swinging more violently than before. Even though Abels could still evade, block or parry the attacks, he couldn’t believe the monster had recovered its usual speed already when he snapped its spine. Barely minutes had passed, yet it already recovered?

Most incomprehensible, though, was the green energy slash Moyan Luohou unleashed from a good hundred metres away that sliced the monster’s right arm off its shoulder girdle.

The monster rolled away, screaming in anger and pain. Abels was going to deliver the finishing touch when he heard, “Divine Realm adepts really are in a different league,” prompting him to stop.

“You can speak?!”

The slow and deep rasp came from none other than the one on the ground.

“I can’t beat you two yet. I shall let you enjoy your miserable lives a little longer.”

The monster took its severed arm and munched away. It wouldn’t be so surprising if an animal did it, but the monster clearly had enough rationality to be cognisant of what it was doing. Abels and Moyan Luohou didn’t need to wonder why the monster would eat its severed arm as, following heavy breathing and a grim expression, it sprouted a new pink arm as muscular as before.

By the time Abels refocused on his surroundings, the incoming beasts were already within view. He uncorked a punch with just 30% of his strength, expecting to splatter the monster in front before it could do anything else, yet it demonstrated the ability to evade no differently to humans who’d learnt martial arts.

“Here’s a gift for you.” The monster chambered its arms as it turned and then uncorked dual palm strikes, launching fire from its hands.

Of course Abels would recognise the flames Chichen was incinerating things with not long ago.

Since Abels was distracted, the monster took the opportunity to leap into the horde of beasts to flee. As much as Abels wanted to give chase, he had to deal with the animals around.

Likewise, Moyan Luohou knew where his priorities laid. Even so, he couldn’t take his mind off the monster’s voice. Despite the different appearance, the tone of the monster reminded him of someone. “Could that be…”