CHAPTER 231: 108 EVIL GOD AND ORIGIN (PLEASE COLLECT)_4

Behind it, a pair of gigantic wings unfolded, bereft of feathers, and composed only of scorching magma.

The enormous head was terrifying and grimacing, faintly resembling Cherry’s former appearance. Its eyes burned fiercely, like two eternally undying flames, emitting a scorching and malevolent light.

This avian monster, made of magma and corpses, seemed like a Demon crawled out from Hell. Each detail of it was filled with wickedness and destruction, making anyone shudder with fear at a mere glance.

"As expected."

The others displayed faces of horror and confusion, but only Conni muttered, "An incarnation of the Evil God!"

"What do you mean by an incarnation of the Evil God?" Carl frowned. He was probably the only calm person among them. "Conni, tell us what you know. How did the Island Master of Flame Island turn into a monster?"

Bloodline Magic? No! If it were Bloodline Magic, it wouldn’t transform only after being killed. Could it be, this boss here has a so-called Second Order, just like in games?

"Those who worship the Evil God will eventually face a backlash." Conni’s eyes were vacant, seemingly tinged with a trace of sadness. "Cherry sacrificed her life to please the Evil God. Her strength was enhanced, but her body and soul were also being altered and twisted by the Evil God’s power."

"Eventually, she would lose her self-consciousness and become a Puppet of the Evil God."

"Just like now!"

"While Cherry was alive, she still had a certain level of independent consciousness. Even the Evil God could not easily control her body. But upon her death, she definitely sacrificed herself to the Evil God and turned into this kind of monster."

Incarnation? Puppet? No matter what this thing in front of us was, one thing was certain: it had no rationale, only an insanity to destroy everything.

ROAR!

The monster roared to the sky, its tangible soundwaves echoing throughout the grand hall, even stirring up a hurricane.

A burst of Fierce Flame shot out from its mouth, heading straight for the crowd.

Hawke reacted first. "Water Explosion!"

Water surged and burst loudly.

The Fierce Flame collided with the water flow, immediately turning into dense steam that enveloped the entire area.

WHOOSH...

In the steam, a gigantic figure flashed by, followed by continuous screams as several figures were simultaneously thrown out.

Hawke, Lula, and the others were already injured and stood no chance against the even more terrifying monster bird. The moment they clashed, they were thrown out.

Carl stood in the center of the area, his brow slightly furrowed.

BOOM!

A burst of Fierce Flame came at him head-on.

With a light snort, he twisted his neck, and his body swelled as if inflated, instantly transforming to over five meters tall. Secret Skill—Giantification!

Simultaneously.

Lesser Spell Field!

Manipulation of Gravity!

Gravitational Distortion!

Emerald Guardian!

...

"Guna!"

With a low shout, armor covered his entire body, and his crossed broadswords collided mid-air with the incoming fiery monster bird.

BOOM!

The large palace shook wildly, countless stones falling, and the two massive figures were fixed in place.

This scene drastically changed the expressions of the people in the hall, especially Quincy, whose mouth hung open in shock.

"He has grown stronger again!"

Hawke’s gaze was complex. "The top expert of Freedom Port... It might be time for a change."

Although the environment here had drastically reduced his strength, Hawke wasn’t confident even at sea.

Lula nodded, a hint of confusion emerging in her mind. Why? In just a few years, why had Carl’s strength grown so rapidly, to such an extent?

"Indeed!" Carl leaned back, his eyes shimmering. "My power is no less than that of a Legendary Creature, and there’s also this strange fire poison eroding my flesh."

"Then... let’s go again!"

He stomped his foot, and as the ground cracked, his massive frame, like a small mountain, charged toward the strange bird.

Even a Legendary Creature would have its power reduced to the Level of a Great Knight under the suppression of witchcraft by an Advanced Wizard Apprentice. So, Carl was not afraid at all.

The man and the bird collided once again.

This time, the strange bird flapped its wings to dodge. Its claws seized an opportunity to grip the incoming twin swords, and its beak pecked fiercely at Carl’s body. Or, relying on its extreme speed, it knocked aside the twin swords, its monstrous claws slashing furiously.

BANG!

CRACKLE...

Carl, unable to withstand the force, retreated continuously. Looking down at his chest, two gruesome claw marks were startlingly visible.

So many layers of defense, as well as armor, a sturdy body, and flesh fortified by the Giant Spirit Breathing Technique, still couldn’t withstand it.

"But... let’s go again!"

His eyes darkened. Behind him, dozens of phantom tentacles, baring fangs and brandishing claws, quietly appeared and thrust forward fiercely.

BANG!

CLANG...

In the mist, the giant and the strange bird fought fiercely, wrestling. Swords, wings, and eerie tentacles flickered in and out of sight.

SPURT!

The phantom tentacles pierced into the strange bird’s body. Devour!

As abundant energy surged into his body, Carl’s wounds visibly healed at an incredible rate.

Again!

BANG!

BANG! BANG!

The strange bird screamed in agony, its claws tearing at Carl’s body and those invisible tentacles.

Carl paid no heed, simply swinging his broad sword, clashing fiercely with the opponent.

With every collision, several fierce wounds appeared on his body, some even exposing bone and organs, looking quite terrifying.

But as long as the tentacles Devoured the energy inside the opponent, his wounds would rapidly heal.

This was the confidence the Abyssal Bloodline gave Carl.

Time passed.

SPURT!

Carl’s broad sword penetrated the strange bird’s body, stabbing out from behind its neck, lifting it high.

The strange bird struggled for a moment, finally succumbing.

Simultaneously, a familiar aura approached. Source Material!