Panlong: Taotie bloodline, unlimited power growth!

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Crassus opened his mouth.

His prepared remarks suddenly got stuck in his throat.

If it were any other high-ranking god, they would have already knelt down in gratitude upon receiving such treatment, which was almost like that of a regional lord.

Forty percent of the profits, how many inkstones is that?

How much amethyst can we buy?

Even if you manage to become a squad leader in the city, you can only earn a few thousand or tens of thousands of inkstones a year, no matter how hard you work.

Is Raven out of his mind?

Crassou's eyelids twitched.

He narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Raven.

His breathing was steady, and his divine power was contained.

I can't see through it.

If violence is used...

Crassus recalled the probing move he had just made.

That chilling, bone-deep water-based divine power was like a venomous snake, ready to bite his throat at any moment.

I'm not sure.

I'm really not sure.

For a genius who didn't want to stay...

It's not worth risking your own life or severely damaging the tribe.

Crassus was a smart man, and even more so, a capable ruthless leader.

The stiffness on his face lasted only a moment before he regained his hearty and cheerful demeanor.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"The Raven brothers certainly have lofty ambitions!"

Crassus laughed a few times to cover his embarrassment and waved his hand.

"Since you're going to brave hell, I won't be the villain who gets in your way."

"This Black Stone Tribe is too small to accommodate a true dragon."

talking.

Krassus took out a bag of inkstones from his spatial ring, which looked to be worth tens of thousands, and tossed it to Raven.

"This is just a small token; take it to buy some wine on the way."

"Don't complain about the small amount."

"If you ever feel tired in the future, the gates of the Blackrock Tribe are always open for you!"

Those were polite words, well said.

This both showed goodwill and left room for maneuver.

Raven took the money bag and weighed it in his hand.

Not much.

But there are quite a few.

For a stingy tribal chief like Krass, this was already a bloodbath.

Thank you.

Raven put away the inkstone and said no more.

He turned around and strode out of the hall.

His back turned was resolute, without a trace of lingering affection.

Crassus stood at the entrance of the main hall.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a gloomy expression.

"Chief, are we just going to let him go like that?"

In the shadows.

A trusted aide appeared silently, his eyes fierce.

"Should we call the brothers...?"

He made a "kill" gesture across his neck.

"kill?"

Crassus snorted and glanced sideways at his confidant.

"You're going to kill him?"

"That attack just now."

"If I hadn't retreated quickly, you would already be collecting my corpse by now."

His confidant trembled and lowered his head, not daring to utter a sound.

"With this kind of person, you either become friends or crush them when they're weak."

"Now……"

Crassus gazed in the direction Raven had disappeared and let out a long sigh.

"It's too late."

"Let him be."

……

Leave the territory of the Blackrock Tribe.

Raven didn't rush to accelerate.

He maintained the flight speed of an ordinary high-ranking god, neither fast nor slow, just like an ordinary passerby.

Until it flew thousands of miles away.

He sensed that the "tail" behind him had disappeared.

Raven's lips curled up slightly.

"You're smart to know what's good for you."

If Crassus really dares to make a move.

He wouldn't mind giving the Blackrock tribe a new leader.

But now...

Raven flicked his wrist.

A black light flashed by.

A jet-black, sword-like metallic life form appeared out of thin air.

He had stolen it from the bandit leader a few years ago when he ambushed and killed a group of ignorant bandits in the wild.

Raven swayed and burrowed into the metal lifeform.

The control core was instantly refined.

"Buzz—"

The metallic creature emitted a low rumble, and two eerie blue flames shot out from its tail.

Speed ​​surges!

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.

Target: East.

There was a continuous, desolate mountain range called the Ash Mountains.

It is said that the area is covered by volcanic ash year-round, and even bandits avoid such a desolate place.

As for Raven...

That place is indeed a good place to go, suitable for seclusion.

……

A distance of tens of millions of miles is an insurmountable barrier for ordinary gods.

But under Raven's feet, it only lasted for a few days.

a few days later.

Deep within the Ash Mountains.

As far as the eye can see, there are charred rocks and dark red lava rivers.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur.

The heatwave shone brightly, distorting the view.

This environment is a sacred place for those who cultivate the laws of fire.

But for other departments, it's torture.

Raven put away his metallic lifeform and hovered in mid-air.

His divine sense spread out like a tide, instantly covering the entire mountain range.

"roar--"

Several Saint-level fire-type magical beasts sensed the presence of living beings and were about to roar in protest.

next second.

An extremely terrifying pressure descended from the sky.

That was the oppressive aura of a high-ranking god.

Moreover, he was a high-ranking god who had slaughtered countless people and whose murderous aura filled the sky!

"Waaah..."

The monsters instantly tucked their tails between their legs, lay on the ground trembling, and didn't even dare to lift their heads.

Raven couldn't be bothered with these ants.

His gaze was fixed on the mountainside of an extinct volcano.

There is a natural cave there, in a secluded location, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

"This is it."

His figure flashed.

Raven appeared at the cave entrance.

He casually set up several barriers to isolate his aura.

Raven walked deeper into the cave and sat cross-legged on a flat, large rock.

He exhaled a long breath.

His eyes gleamed with a hungry, wolf-like green light.

"finally……"

"Dinner is ready."

These past ten years or so.

He was suffering terribly from being cooped up in the Blackstone tribe.

He clearly possesses the bloodline of the Taotie...

They could clearly become stronger quickly by devouring others.

but.

In order not to expose their secrets.

Most of the time, Raven could only devour the corpses of water-type god-level powerhouses.

And now.

Raven is finally free.

He could now devour without restraint.

With this in mind.

Raven's mind raced.

A spatial ring appeared in Raven's hand.

This ring contains all his savings from the past ten years or so.

It's not inkstone.

It was a corpse.

"Splash—"

Raven waved his hand.

More than a dozen corpses appeared out of nowhere and were piled up on the open ground in front of them.

Some of these corpses were dressed in armor, while others were draped in robes.

Although he had been dead for a long time.

However, because it is stored in a spatial ring.

These corpses still emanated chillingly powerful fluctuations of divine energy.

There are lower-ranking gods and middle-ranking gods.

There were even two corpses of high-ranking gods!

the most important is.

These dozen or so corpses were all god-level powerhouses of the Destruction type.

A veritable feast!

Raven let out a low growl in his mind.

A terrifying phantom of a colossal beast appeared behind Raven.

It has the body of a sheep, the face of a human, the teeth of a tiger, and the claws of a human, with its eyes located under its armpits.

That huge mouth took up two-thirds of the entire body.

It was filled with endless greed and tyranny.

This is Taotie!

Ancient ferocious beast!

Devouring the heavens and the earth!

"eat!"

Raven did not hesitate at all.

The phantom of the Taotie behind him suddenly opened its huge mouth, and a terrifying suction force burst out.

The dozen or so corpses of god-level experts were instantly enveloped by this suction force.

There were no bloody scenes of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

The moment the corpses came into contact with the gluttonous maw, they transformed into a torrent of the purest energy.