Panlong: Taotie bloodline, unlimited power growth!

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hell.

Blood Peak Continent.

"Metal lifeforms?"

Several soldiers around him let out a low gasp.

Such high-end goods are something that ordinary mid-level gods would never dare to buy.

As Avril's divine power was poured in, the metal model instantly expanded.

In the blink of an eye.

A huge black bird appeared in mid-air, its wingspan reaching tens of meters.

Avril leaped into the cabin.

The metallic life form streaked across the sky and vanished instantly into the blood-red horizon.

"Oh shit."

"This is hardly a newcomer..."

"Isn't this clearly a runaway heiress?"

A soldier spat out the grass root in his mouth, his eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

"Alright."

"We can't afford to offend this kind of rich girl."

The squad leader snorted coldly, looking in the direction where the bird had disappeared.

"If they can produce these things, the powerful backers behind them can crush us as easily as crushing bedbugs."

Just as he expected.

Shortly after Avril left.

In the void beside the teleportation array, a barely perceptible figure stood silently.

Raven's water-elemental god clone is hiding in a void crevice.

He shook his head as he watched Avril's somewhat clumsy manipulation techniques.

"In the end, she's still too inexperienced."

"They've forgotten the saying 'don't flaunt your wealth.' We haven't even left the valley yet, and we've already been targeted by at least three groups of bandits."

Raven's voice reverberated in the void, but no one could hear it.

He has no intention of taking action.

Unless it's a high-ranking god who has integrated several profound mysteries, or a Great Perfection expert personally taking action.

Avril's two main artifacts are enough to handle everything.

He wanted to see how his younger sister, who had grown up under his wing, would fight her first battle.

at the same time.

On a barren mountain thousands of kilometers away.

Several burly men with ferocious appearances and exuding the aura of high gods were crouching in the clouds.

"Boss, the fat sheep is here!"

A burly man with a single horn roared in a low voice.

He pointed at the black streak of light in the distance, his mouth practically watering.

"I saw it."

"Metal Lifeform, or the latest Black Feather series."

The one called "boss" was a pale-faced, gloomy man.

He held a dark red battle sword in his hand, his eyes filled with greed.

"This stuff is worth at least several hundred thousand inkstones."

"The main character inside is a mid-level god. It seems to be another brat from some big family who has come out to train."

"Same old rules: kill the men, sell the women to the prefectural city, and we'll split the spoils!"

Several streaks of light shot up from the barren mountain in an instant, forming a fan shape to encircle it.

Inside the metal life support cabin.

Avril stared at the few red dots on the display sphere, her palms slightly sweaty.

"You're here so soon?"

Although she anticipated the dangers of hell, she never expected to be targeted before she had even flown a few thousand miles.

The other side was clearly very experienced, having blocked all escape routes.

"Three high-ranking gods and five mid-ranking gods."

Avril calmly analyzed the situation.

The techniques Raven had taught her flashed through her mind.

"If you can't beat them, hide in your armor. No one in Hell can break through the defenses of the main artifact."

These are Raven's exact words.

But Avril didn't want to be a coward.

She wanted to become stronger, so that she could stand by her brother's side in the future, instead of being protected forever.

"bring it on."

"Let me see just how powerful the strong from hell really are!"

Avril gritted her teeth and immediately put away the metal life form.

Her body was exposed in mid-air without warning.

The bandits clearly hadn't expected the other party to stop on their own.

"Yo."

"She's a pretty young woman?"

The burly man with the horn grinned lewdly and swung a heavy hammer at you.

That hammer blow carried a terrifying pressure from the laws of earth element.

The surrounding space seemed to be locked, heavy as a mountain.

Avril did not dodge.

She felt that oppressive force, and the water elemental power surged wildly within her body.

【Roundness and Profound Mystery】Combined with 【Water Element】.

Her body seemed to have turned into a pool of flowing clear water.

"boom!"

The hammer pierced through Avril's afterimage and smashed into empty air.

"What?"

The burly man with the unicorn horn was startled.

He was a high-ranking god, though he hadn't grasped anything profound or mysterious.

But how could a mere mid-level god possibly escape under such gravitational pressure?

"Where are you looking?"

Avril's voice rang in his ears.

A thin, needle-like water spike, extremely sharp, pierced the back of the burly man's head.

"court death!"

The burly man, being a superior god, reacted extremely quickly, throwing a punch with his backhand.

The divine power of a high-level god erupted, shattering the water spike directly.

But in that very instant...

The surrounding fog suddenly thickened.

This area, spanning a kilometer in radius, instantly turned into a vast expanse of white.

"A petty trick!"

The bandit leader snorted coldly, and the divine sense of the superior god instantly covered the entire area.

however.

Something terrifying happened to him.

When his divine sense touched the mist, it was repelled by a strange force.

"This...how is this possible?"

Before he could figure it out, he heard a piercing scream.

The burly man with the one horn clutched his throat, his eyes filled with disbelief.

In Avril's hand, she held a short sword that exuded a chilling aura.

That was the artifact that Raven casually gave her before she left, a tool for ascending to a higher position.

"Damn it, she's been hiding her true strength!"

The bandit leader roared.

"Let's attack together and shatter this fog!"

The remaining bandits then unleashed their ultimate moves.

Flames, lightning, and the roar of the earth intertwined in the mist.

Avril moved along the edge of the mist, constantly changing her position.

She felt her blood boiling.

She was somewhat fascinated by the feeling of dancing on the edge of a knife.

Raven, who was hiding in the void, saw this scene and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not too stupid, they know how to combine the laws."

"However, that high god is about to get serious."

really.

Seeing his men suffer heavy losses, the bandit leader's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

His divine power surged and transformed into a blood-red bead.

"Go to hell!"

The bead suddenly exploded, turning into countless blood-red threads that instantly locked onto Avril in the mist.

That's a soul-attack technique.

Avril's pupils contracted slightly; she could feel the aura of death emanating from those threads.

There's no way to avoid it!

Just as the blood-red thread was about to disappear into her forehead.

A faint, eerie light emanated from the necklace around Avril's neck.

That is a power that mortals cannot see.

A soul defense at the level of a supreme god, as stable as Mount Tai.

"boom!"

The crimson threads struck the invisible barrier and instantly shattered.

Avril was unharmed.

She didn't even feel a tremor in her mind.

"This...this is impossible!"

The bandit leader screamed, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

That's a soul attack powerful enough to kill an ordinary high-level god.

How could a mid-level god like her possibly stop her?

"Strike while the iron is hot!"

Avril seized the moment when her opponent lost focus and moved like lightning.

The sword light was as smooth as water.

A huge head shot into the sky.

The blood sprayed into the white mist looked exceptionally alluring.

The remaining mid-level divine bandits were terrified.

"monster!"

"This is a monster!"

They didn't even bother to collect their companions' bodies, and scattered and fled.

Avril did not give chase.

She was panting heavily, and blood was still dripping from the tip of her short sword.

This was the first time she had killed someone in hell.

No nausea, no vomiting.

There is only one kind of survivor. And a renewed understanding of one's own abilities.

"The things my brother gave me are really powerful."

She murmured softly.

Without the Soul Defense Artifact.

She may have already died in the earlier attacks.