Chapter 1416: Chapter 1414: Facing the Myth
Staring at the severed wrist and the eye rapidly shriveling from Death’s erosion.
The Sin of Peeping – Tendou was suddenly startled, initially assuming that the attacker was a Mythical Demon… As his main abilities were perception and Pupil Surgery, he quickly put distance between them.
As a Tendou whose abilities are centered on [The Eye], solely in terms of combat power, he is weaker than other invading Mythic Bodies.
He rapidly completed the repair of his right arm.
Concentrating all the eyes on his body, he meticulously scrutinized the young man in the distance but came to an amusingly ironic conclusion.
He saw no Mythical Scrolls on the young man, who was merely an individual with a special ability to open gates.
The young man was communicating with the Doctor’s brain, which was also captured by his special vision.
Upon hearing the last sentence spoken by the young man, Tendou couldn’t help himself as a bizarre mouth split across the core eyeball, emitting waves of disdainful and mocking laughter:
“Haha! Turns out it’s just a Demon that hasn’t yet formed a myth.
He possesses somewhat special Death Ability and Spatial Ability, and seems to have a type of Pupil Surgery as well.
You actually think you can kill me; do you demons from S-01 world even lack the most basic common sense? The hierarchy difference between us is insurmountable.
Without a constructed myth, you’re fundamentally incapable of threatening my life.
The best strategy would be to use that Crazy Giant Dragon against me… I really don’t understand why you would come down here alone?
But it’s all good; this way I can save myself a lot of trouble.
Additionally, that eye on your forehead seems pretty good; I’ll dig it out and put it to good use.”
Han Dong had no immediate response to Tendou’s words.
Between his palms, he opened a Void portal just big enough to accommodate a brain and transported the Doctor away.
Suppressing the fury within his heart, he calmly responded:
“Because of the mistakes you’ve made in the manor, it must be I who personally executes you.
The Crazy Giant Dragon isn’t under my direct control, and with its fighting style, the laboratory would suffer severe damage, even collapse… Staying above to fend off your forces is the best strategy.
Although Green isn’t with me, killing you will be somewhat more troublesome… but only just a little more so.”
Facing Han Dong’s self-assured reply, Tendou was somewhat intrigued.
In the Guilt World, he had never encountered any low-level Sin Spirit daring to talk to him this way, and this spontaneous interest led Tendou to a decision.
“Come on… let’s see what kind of methods a Gate Opening standard Demon can use to shake my Mythical Scrolls.”
It was at the moment Tendou made this decision.
A trace of a strange smile emerged on Han Dong’s face.
Conveniently, the move Han Dong was about to use required a certain ‘casting time’.
He wasn’t entirely adept with this move yet; if released during combat, it might not achieve its full effect due to external disturbances.
Now, Han Dong had no more reservations.
On the one hand was hatred and anger; on the other was the battle area he was currently in.
The Manor Laboratory could be said to be second only to Han Dong’s own life in importance, a private laboratory he had invested much effort in since acquiring his first Land Deed.
Beyond his own advancement, Han Dong’s pursuit of biological research had never ceased.
Therefore, he must ensure the laboratory suffers minimal damage while executing the Mythic Body in the shortest possible time.
The battle here, enclosed by the manor’s Land Deed, is impervious to external probes… anything Han Dong does here won’t leak out.
Without any reservations, he went all out, revealing his trump card.
For a moment, the “disguise” provided by the Faceless Skull was completely removed, revealing the most authentic form.
Legs inscribed with Demon script,
On both sides of the Black Whirlpool Trunk hung two arms of distinct styles and sizes,
Above the neck sat a head shaped like a salted duck egg,
A vortex-shaped mark located at the forehead,
Nearly a hundred floating Grey Tentacles behind the head had formed some sort of Formation, penetrating the interdimensional limits to establish contact with a supreme being.
“Magic and physical dual cultivation, is this your true form? The move that just severed my arm, it came from your left arm, didn’t it…”
Tendou still wore a dismissive expression, temporarily not encountering any energy formations that could threaten him.
However, Tendou wasn’t just standing there waiting to be ‘hit’… An extremely aggressive Pupil Surgery was ‘accumulating’, with a power far greater than the previous Execution of the Ghoul.
All the eyes on his body were watching the young man in front of him, ready to instantly execute any ‘threatening elements’ that were detected.
…At the same time
Demon World
Inside an independent planet close to the Shattered Border, in a casino hall.
All the gamblers were seated around a large gambling table symbolizing London,
On the table lay a proportionally scaled model of London, with models representing different troops arranged along the streets, perfectly replicating the ongoing London game, and would change along with the battle.
A short while ago.
The scene where Green, Pope and others jointly defeated a top-tier Mythic Body made several gamblers reveal smiles of relief.
Many gamblers were still focused on the streets where the Ten Elements were located, but some shifted their attention to the manor where Han Dong was.
The young man who had jointly claimed victory with Green in the previous London game, was facing a Mythic Body of the enemy forces alone.
Even though it was a Mythic Body that primarily relied on perception and was weaker in combat, it was still among the enemy’s elite… The possibility of winning a 1v1 fight above his level was very small.
“One King-level Land Deed (Lower), betting on Nicholas.”
The gambler in the grey vest still bet on Han Dong.
However, due to Han Dong’s impressive performance at the Hyperion Corporation before, nobody followed the bet, fearing Han Dong would again turn out to be the dark horse… Continuing to lose at such exaggerated odds, some gamblers were almost out of underwear.
“How boring, is no one placing a bet?”
Right after the grey-vested, facially versatile young man complained, he suddenly shivered as if an important component had been drawn out from within him.
Hiss~ Hmm!
The young man also let out an onomatopoeic exclamation fitting the mood.
Following that, a clump of grey material was discharged from his lower body, slowly drifting onto the gambling table.
It wound around the chess piece representing Nicholas.
The once plain Human Form chess piece immediately transformed, and simultaneously, the corresponding odds began to change in real-time.
The eyes of many gamblers were drawn over, including the bartender who was overseeing the entire betting game.
When the grey mass finally dissipated.
What appeared before the eyes of the Gods was a chess piece shimmering with a black-golden hue, reminiscent of an Ancient Egyptian Pharaoh.
The draped robe was not an external item, but formed by the individual’s wrinkled skin, emanating a terrifying black aura overall.
“Hmm… got this one, huh? Not bad at all!”