The first and second times I was deceived, it was my own fault for not recognizing the opponent's tricks. But the third time, it truly showed that they'd underestimated my intelligence. Overwhelmed with grief and rage, Buck House realized this and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the water in front of him red.

Now, he was engulfed within the body of a giant whale. The immense water pressure inside the whale continuously pressed against his body. If he allowed his body to disintegrate into misty particles, they would be scattered by the current, and before long, he would be forced back into his original form, rendering this effort useless.

In this desperate situation, Buck House touched the last demonic horn on his head. After hesitating for a moment, he lowered his hand. Losing a demonic horn would not only become the greatest shame of his later life, but once the stored magic power was expended, his strength would be significantly weakened, potentially making it forever impossible for him to advance to a higher rank within the Demon Race.

Yet, despite this, he dared not break off the last demonic horn. Breaking it off would mean a fight to the death, and meant he would perish. He did not want to die! He wanted to live! Even if it meant living as a cripple for the rest of his life, he wanted to survive!

With this in mind, Buck House no longer hesitated. He touched the storage necklace on his chest, two star charts appeared in his hands. Under the pressure of the water, he painstakingly used a knife to cut open his palm, replacing the two star charts. Then, he stretched his arms out wide, his eyes showing a ruthless determination.

Bang! A barely audible muffled sound emanated from inside the giant whale. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Buck House's two arms exploded into pieces, turning into a bloody mist within the whale's body. Following the explosion of his arms, two massive black beams of light shot out, effortlessly piercing through the whale's body.

At the cost of losing both arms, an attack capable of being unleashed only by a high-ranking upper-level demon or by combining the powers of three hundred Demon Race sorcerers was performed—the Demon God's Blessing. Buck House showed no sign of pride. As the whale's belly was torn open, and amidst the chaos of water gushing out, he turned into a stream of light and fled in panic.

And right then, standing in front of him was Pei Yan, who had just finished fighting Friedrich and was blankly watching the enormous waves surging towards him.

"If you don't want to die, get out of my way!" shouted Buck House, glancing at Elder Lin on his left, then at Zuo Huaxian who was chasing closely behind, and Mei Simiao coming over from the right flank. In his anger, he roared and opened his mouth, shooting out dozens of deadly long needles.

Pei Yan naturally wouldn't obediently step aside at his command. He immediately raised his hands, preparing for a confrontation. But, just as the deadly long needles were about to make contact, a massive shadow leapt out from the side. Not only did it swallow all those needles, but it also opened its bloodthirsty jaws and bit down on Buck House's neck.

"Let go of me! Let go of me, vile beast!" screamed Buck House in despair as he was knocked to the ground, dragged, and bitten by the enormous husky. Simultaneously, he raised sharp crystallized blades from his knees, stabbing upwards with force to pierce the belly of the ferocious dog. In a fervent desperation, he channeled his lifeless qi into the dog's body. As a result, the dog's wound burst open instantly, blood and flesh spilling out onto Buck House's body.

But what happened next left Buck House astonished. Despite the influence of his lifeless qi, the dog's wound was healing rapidly at a visible speed. How could this be? No Hellhound could withstand the Demon God's lifeless qi attack! Could it be that this wasn't a Hellhound after all? But then what kind of creature could withstand such an attack? Damn these foreigners, just what kind of monsters have they brought!

Buck House's attack thoroughly infuriated Trash, whose intelligence was already quite low. Its body surged three sizes larger and it started frantically biting at his face, causing the person underneath to emit wave after wave of bitter wails!

This dog's sharp teeth even pierced through my crystallized defense and penetrated my scale armor. What kind of monster is this? Buck House finally had a determination of 'a fish dead, a net torn.' Obviously, escaping was no longer an option! He could die! But not without dignity! If news spread that he was bitten to death by a dog, his family would surely be shamed!

With this in mind, he pushed his head against the ground, preparing to use his demonic qi to snap his last demonic horn, intending to take everyone present down with him! However, his repeated hesitations cost him the final opportunity. Elder Lin had already arrived, covering his hands with a milky white light, swiftly striking all around him.

Buck House felt as if the power he had been gathering around him was suddenly obstructed by numerous checkpoints, causing it to run sluggishly. Under normal circumstances, he could calmly mobilize his magic power to break through them one by one, but now, heavily injured and under this sudden assault, his gathering momentum was doused like cold water, instantly extinguished.

"Kill me! Just kill me! Don't let me die at the hands of a beast!" restrained and deprived of even the last means of resistance, Buck House emitted a desperate wail.

Even among the Demon Race watching, their opponents—Sifuer, Christina, and others—showed expressions of distress. Other members of the Demon Race clenched their fists, eyes full of grief and indignation.

"Trash, enough! Stop!" Elder Lin knew the situation couldn't be taken too far, stepping forward to shout sternly.

However, Trash, already seeing red, refused to heed Elder Lin's advice, continuing to lower its head and bite at Buck House. Not until the nose-holding Liang Qian and Wang Wen, along with Pei Yan, stepped forward, each grabbing a tuft of Trash's fur, did they manage to drag it away, looking at these familiar humans who once fought alongside Shangxing. Trash finally released its doggy mouth, extending a bloodied tongue to lick Pei Yan's mask, and its body gradually shrank back to a harmless husky.

Letting Wang Wenze and Liang Qian lead Trash away, the remaining people watched the disfigured Buck House constantly coughing up blood on the ground. Pei Yan couldn't help stepping forward, letting out a long sigh, "Pick someone. Who would you like to send you off here?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Buck House coughed blood, squinting his swollen eyes at Pei Yan, and chuckled lightly, "Is this the mercy of you platform Dwelling Ground people? Haha, wonderful! At this point, I still have the right to choose!"

Having said this, he tilted his head, looking towards the direction of the platform, and with his last strength shouted, "The honorable Miss Sifuer of the Kataraga Autonomous Territory, you have your share in this conspiracy against me, don't you? Come on, personally end the life of your own kin! Bear this sin to charge forward, to win your glory!"

Seeing the hesitant Sifuer standing there, Buck House continued to roar frantically, "You've done it; why hesitate now? Do you want to embarrass our Demon Race in front of foreigners? Come, kill me, and don't let me die at the hands of foreigners!"

With these words, everyone's eyes focused on Sifuer. Samikina, who was originally sitting, stood up, took his sword from the hands of his personal guard, came to Sifuer, handed it to her, and patted her shoulder.