Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 1047 Time Fall
True battles are never about profit, nor do they rely on rational calculations of the probability of victory or defeat; they are not even related to hatred itself.

Rather, it is something like poison that ferments and evaporates from the very bottom of rotten emotions after they have accumulated and brewed.

I would sacrifice myself to the point of shattering, just to inflict a tiny injury that makes you bleed a single drop... Why?
No, there is no reason, no explanation.

That's all I wanted to do.

That's all I wanted to see.

"What's his name?" Xia Shou asked.

"Arond Biganis".

Upon hearing this, Xia Shou was taken aback: "Are their names all this long now?"

"No, he just wanted to pay tribute to you, so he chose a name that means the same as yours."

Xia Shou looked up and recalled for a moment, only to realize that in their language, this name had two meanings.

The first half of the day was very hot, which also gave it a summery feel.

The second half means hunting and guarding.

In their language, hunting and protecting the village can be expressed with this one word.

Xia Shou smiled, and a slight, stinging pain, like needles, came from the skin and muscles being pulled apart on his cheek beneath the mask.

The face under the mask has very thick, sticky skin, and the facial bones probably aren't very aesthetically pleasing.

However... without a doubt, there is no body more suitable for this battle than this one.

“Arond Biganis, come at me together,” Xia Shou said to the unfamiliar junior.

"Alice, what about the other preparations?"

“Lord Natsumori, we are all ready,” Alice replied respectfully.

She knelt on one knee, respectfully presenting a blood-red spear with both hands.

Xia Shou raised his hand, touched the mask on his face, recalled the events he had experienced in the book, and said, "I should have already defeated the Beast King's silhouette. In that case... the changes here should have begun, right?"

"It's already started."

After saying that, Xia Shou stood up from the chair, used three fingers of one hand to twirl the blood-red spear in an extremely gorgeous and beautiful display, and then grasped it firmly.

It feels great... perfect for a hunt.

"Where are Winter Crow and Black Fang?"

"We've been waiting for you."

"Then... what about the Skull Rainbow?"

“Skull Rainbow doesn’t plan to come with us.”

“As expected, there’s nothing we can do about it. But he wasn’t the person I was hoping for anyway. Compared to inheriting the previous leader’s subordinates, it’s definitely more trustworthy to have a trusted person that I personally cultivated. Thank you for your hard work, Alice.”

Alice's fair cheeks flushed slightly, but she still replied politely and respectfully, "It's all part of my duty."

Xia Shou walked out of the room. The building behind him was just a very small wooden house, which was completely incomparable to the huge space inside.

As Xia Shou raised his hand to signal, Alice, who had followed him to the door, stopped and bowed deeply inside the house to see him off.

Before Xia Shou lay an endless plain. The ground beneath his feet trembled slightly, and in the far distance, a colossal creature, as large as a mountain, moved through the clouds, slowly approaching.

A little closer, a gigantic deer-like creature, five meters tall, stood.

A deer skull with seven hollow eye sockets is inlaid on a deer-shaped torso pieced together from twelve human skeletons. The huge antlers resemble upside-down tree roots, with ten bronze cups hanging from their winding ends, from which rotten honey constantly seeps.

The Cross-Dead Deer, one of the named Beast Kings, is said to be a creature that hungry people encounter at night. Through its empty eye sockets, they can see the remnants of their believers' memories of being digested, and from then on, they can survive without eating.

Some say that by striking a specific rhythm with a virgin's molars on a stag's antler chalice, the human skeleton that is pieced together will split open, revealing a temporary passage to the animal trail.

It is said that even mortals can glimpse a corner of the Beast King's divine kingdom through this passage and bring back memories that can be understood.

Beside the dead deer, a werewolf, twice the height of a man, stood, wearing a robe sewn from the skin of a penitent, with all its joints growing backwards, and its teeth growing excessively long, each one so long that it pierced through its jaw.

Bishop Reverse Claw Wolf, one of the Beastmaster's agents.

Behind them were even more anomalies, which, from a distance, resembled a herd of migrating bison, except that the animals were all different species.

In this world, all the beast king's favored retinues, as well as all his agents and named beings, have stood before the Summer Guardian.

However, these names are no longer purely names, and the proxy is no longer purely a proxy, simply because the gods they worship are no longer purely gods.

The gods will eventually reach their end, rising to their peak and then declining. After reaching their purest pinnacle, their status will decline.

At that time, God's power will reach unparalleled new heights.

Therefore, he will be the one to make the first cut!
A snow-white bird flew across the sky, its white feathers fluttering down. Then, a priest-like figure wearing a gilded white cloak stepped out from among the white feathers.

He had many exquisite tattoos on his body, and on his bare upper body, there were two rings on his chest linked by thin gold chains, which was very flamboyant.

On the other side, a boy with a mouthful of black teeth also appeared out of thin air.

The next second, as the Reverse Claw Wolf Bishop stretched out his finger, the horde charged forward, the plains undulated like waves, and the space above the earth, influenced by countless forbidden knowledge, extraordinary power, and desires, became a kaleidoscope of mirrors, constantly rotating.

Such a complex battle is beyond the human eye's ability to observe. Just as in the instant of a nuclear explosion, one can only see skyscrapers being flattened by the shockwave, and humans and animals being roasted into carbon powder by the high temperature and then blown away by the hot wind.

No one can see the process of an animal's skin being scalded by high temperatures, causing blisters to form, the blisters to burst instantly, the body fluids to evaporate, the blood and flesh to evaporate, turning into jerky, and then further breaking down into powder.

The same was true for battles of this level; no one could notice what was actually happening. The sky appeared like shattered glass from a kaleidoscope, followed by the aurora borealis.

Very beautiful.

It's actually just a visual effect of ionization and magnetic field distortion caused by the collision of conceptual forces in physical space.

Countless meteors streaked irregularly across the sky.

The real battle is beyond the comprehension of mortals.

Xia Shou's figure flickered, each flicker not just a displacement, but the overlapping afterimages left behind when he appeared in the same position countless times.

Because each of his displacements leaves only a one-millionth-second result of the final destination, while the movement process is erased from the concept of time, making it impossible to see people outside of time or his true actions.

A huge number of the Beast King's minions are dying.

Not just the present life, but the past lives, countless cycles of history, and all the relatives from other old histories, are crossing time at this moment to fight against the master of time.

Then it was shot down without any controversy or restraint, like historical stars falling into the ocean.

(End of this chapter)