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Book 7: Chapter 172: Torment (2)

Still, even at a fifth the energy requirement, it was still too much for the current Dyon to create hundreds of thousands of [Carnage] spears. But, a few hundred at once was well within his range now. If he paced himself, he could continue this onslaught for days if need be.

To supplement this small number, he used them in conjunction with his weaker weapon’s hell arrays, cornering the beasts before delivering a final strike. From beginning to end, he didn’t take his gaze off of the enraged Demon Tiger King as Shere fought his subordinate.

With a final roar, Shere slashed the throat of the high celestial Blue Flame Demon Tiger, ripping his chest apart and swallowing his massive several meter-long heart in a single bite.

Shere’s reddened eyes glowed savagely as blood dripped from her lips, it looked like she was ready to pounce again at any moment. But, it was then that her vision wavered and her steps fumbled. In the next moment, she tipped over, ragged breaths pumping through her chest. She was completely exhausted.

Dyon carefully placed Madeleine’s napping body into their shared room within the Demon Sage Tower before descending from the skies, making his way to Shere’s ragged body.

“Big brother…” Shere mumbled weakly. Despite the state of her voice, given her size, she still blew hot winds toward Dyon at several dozen kilometers an hour. Plus, there was an acute smell of death between her teeth, but Dyon didn’t mind it.

“You did well.” Dyon said with a bright smile, catching Shere’s body as she shrunk into her human form.

With her in such a weakened state, it was impossible to use her bloodline abilities to enter her toddler form. So, she became the woman in her late 20s that she truly was, leaving Dyon to carry her bloodied, naked body.

Carrying Shere’s frail figure, he made his way to his remaining beast companions, the three of whom were barely conscious. They had been forcing themselves to stay awake in case Shere needed their help, but they were on the verge of completely giving way.

Looking at Shere’s body, the inexperienced Sen’s eyes widened. “She can look like this, but she insists on acting like a little girl? I’m adding her to my list of wife candidates.”

Dyon rolled his eyes. Sen had no sense of propriety. Shere, Biibi and Linlin were practically his siblings, they had grown up together like brother and sisters. He really was too shameless.

Of course, Shere was an absolute beauty. How could she not be with her celestial blood? She even had a wild aura to her that reminded Dyon of Amphorae when she spoke of Dragon Hunting. Plus, her figure and curves were even more outrageous and blood rising than Madeleine’s, likely due to her bestial aura. But, no matter how he looked at her, Dyon could only see a little sister. It was the same way he looked at Little Lyla. No matter how devastating a beauty she became, she would always be his little sister.

But, clearly Sen didn’t care about such things. He didn’t find Shere attractive in her tigress form because he was an ape. But the beauty of a human was universal.

Linlin and Biibi combined to slap the overgrown monkey in the back of his head, simultaneously agreeing to never show their mature bodies to him. Obviously, their beauty lost out to Shere in no way either. But, they didn’t want to be ogled by this shameless ape.

“What did I do…” Sen scratched the back of his large head, pouting like a child.

Seeing what amounted to a family reunion occurring right before them enraged the remaining Blue Flame Demon Tigers, especially since one of their own had actually died.

This might not have even been the worst part. Dyon had only attacked for little more than ten minutes, but half of their army of demonic beasts was wiped out. Wasn’t this too exaggerated?!

Of course, the four beast babies killed far more than Dyon had, but that was over more than eight months! By their calculations, the demonic beasts should have lasted at least another two months. By then, their enemies would be too tired to do much of anything. But, as things stood now, they were too scared to even more, even under the threat of their leaders.

The truth of the matter was that [Carnage] wasn’t just a physical attack, it was also a mental one that transported one into a hellish realm. Those who survived Dyon’s onslaught didn’t survive the wave of mental torture. Whenever they looked at Dyon, they could only see an obsidian skeleton, standing tens of meters tall and wearing a crown of flesh and blood. How could they attack such a thing?!

Dyon took out a large pill, crumbling it piece by piece and allowing Shere to swallow it.

What the remaining celestial beast had thought would take a long process was completed in just minutes before their eyes. The gaping wounds on Shere’s frail body closed at visible speeds and her haggard breath steadied.

“Mm.” Shere’s eyes that had been fluttering closed widened with a new vigor.

Dyon raised an eyebrow. “Don’t tell me celestial blood makes healing pills more effective?…”

“That’s right. Not just healing pills, though. Pills of any kind gain a certain percentage boost when we intake them.” Linlin answered. “But, it’s definitely not always to this extent. Clearly, the pill was of high quality as well. I also think that since our blood has been refined to an extreme thanks to big brother, our abilities are more potent…”

“How unfair…” Dyon mumbled, causing Linlin and Biibi to giggle. It’s no wonder people hunted celestial beasts down to the point of near extinction. “Well, it is a comet grade pill. I was expecting a few hours, but a few minutes is good too.”

In the distance, the Blue Flame Demon Tigers panicked. This whole time, they had been expecting to just deal with Dyon. But, if he suddenly regained the help of beasts, they thought were long since done, it would be over for them!

But, it was too late. Of the thousand Heaven Soothing pills, Dyon gave each of his beast companions one, healing their injuries in a matter of moments.

It was like this that Dyon’s first battle alongside his beast companions began… Or rather, Dyon’s beast companions spectated and clapped while he unleashed a massacre.