Chapter 542: Chapter 538: Beheading Chapter 542: Chapter 538: Beheading “Thwack!” Pale blue blood carrying a frosty aura splashed, the Leopard Divine Descendant looked dumbfounded at its severed left claw. Incredulously, it looked at the Seven Sins Blade in Prince Muria’s hand. Another legendary weapon? This was unreasonable. Even the Titans would not dote on their children this way.

“The second time you’re caught off guard in front of me. You really disgrace the Divine Descendants.” Muria sneered mercilessly, withdrawing his Seven Sins Blade after severing the claw reaching towards him. At the same time, he delivered a harsh kick to the abdomen of the Leopard Divine Descendant.

“Bang!” The flesh, which came into intimate contact with Muria’s kick wrapped in legendary battle armors, rapidly collapsed and shattered. Bones and muscles, mixed with blood, melted into a pulp.

That wasn’t all. The Spear of the Sun Chaser thrown out by Muria had not yet finished pursuing the Leopard Divine Descendant, finally caught up with its target. With a force capable of tearing through space, it skewered its chest, entering from its back and, carrying fresh blood, flesh, and bone debris, came out of its chest. The spear punched a blood hole into the Leopard Divine Descendant’s body, almost cutting it in half.

At that moment, the Leopard Divine Descendant suffered an unprecedented heavy blow. It looked extremely miserable, as if it was about to be broken apart. It let out an incredibly pained roar of anger, mixed with strong resentment.

“Why do you have another legendary weapon?” the Leopard Divine Descendant’s light golden, vertical pupil stared fiercely at Muria while the flesh destroyed by him on its body was quickly reorganizing, and its body torn by the Spear of the Sun Chaser was regenerating at an ultra-high speed.

“Why shouldn’t I have a second one?” Muria laughed and asked back. Then, as if showing off, the Demonsweeper Sword appeared in his other hand, “Also, I have more than two legendary weapons. Leopard, poverty has limited your imagination and affected your battle. I suggest you leave this subcontinent given the chance, go out and broaden your barren horizons.”

“Roar!” Hearing Muria treating it like an unrefined bumpkin, the Leopard Divine Descendant’s eyes became colder, faint murderous intent seeping out. It decided to kill the guy in front of it regardless of its father’s warning, because he was too wealthy. As for the consequences, let its father shoulder them.

“Titan, you shall die today, and a few legendary weapons cannot determine the outcome.”

“Maybe one day, I will fall, but the one who kills me definitely won’t be a pauper like you.” Under Muria’s mental command, the Star Cloud Chain emerged, extending infinitely and wrapping around him, forming a spherical sealing area. Anything that entered it, without Muria’s approval, would be suppressed. It was somewhat similar to the weakened version of the Divine Kingdom.

Listening to Muria’s mockery, especially with each weapon he revealed, it deeply stimulated the Leopard Divine Descendant, making it consumed with jealousy, itching to immediately kill Muria and obtain all his weapons.

The legendary battle officially began. With preparations made against the legendary weapons in Muria’s hands, the Leopard Divine Descendant was not easy to deal with. Its fighting was equivalent to a Titan of a higher level, but without corresponding weaponry.

Long spears, arrows, sharp swords and other weapons condensed from ice were incessantly shot at Muria, among which were some cold weapons specifically strengthened by the Leopard Divine Descendant. They easily broke through Muria’s outer defenses of Dragon Flames, striking at him.

Although they couldn’t break through the defenses of the Saintly Imperial Abyss, it still made Muria feel his blood surging, feeling a bout of discomfort. The Saintly Imperial Abyss was not omnipotent, it could not block all the damage for Muria, but even so, it was enough.

At least, with Muria’s current legendary physique, unless faced with an epic attack, no other legend can instantly kill him, as all those fancy curses and immediate death spells, he was immune to them all. In a frontal clash, the Saintly Imperial Abyss could block over ninety percent of injury for him, the rest Muria himself could bear.

“Thud!” “Boom!” … Even though they were dozens of kilometers apart, one could easily see the blast rings caused by the battle between Muria and the Leopard Divine Descendant. All the clouds in this area had been blown away. Moreover, they could feel the slight tremors caused by their attacks landing on the ground. It was an intensive battle conflict even amongst legends.

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“Tsk, they really went head‑to‑head. What an intense battle.” In the divine kingdom of the Frost Wolf God, the Cold Crow God Isriel West watched the battle occurring below with great excitement.

“If it was before the deification, our peers who faced these two guys would have been undefeated.” Isriel remembered his strength before his deification, comparing it with the presrnt.

“Knowing the existence of Sinbad, the hybrid divine descendant, why did you say it was your theory in front of the Titan?” Wolf God Aeske did not follow the seemingly irrelevant crow’s nonsense.

“Because I was afraid that Sinbad would, like us, submit to the Titan. At that time, if I was full of confidence, but the little leopard did not appear in the end, wouldn’t I feel awkward?

However, Sinbad is more resolute than I thought. After I informed him, he promptly dispatched his strongest force to intercept our Prince Muria.”

“What you did…”

“I was merely fulfilling my duty as a member of the Beast God Alliance, I did nothing wrong. And for Titan, what I did merely hastened what he would face anyway. It did not have a big impact.

Oh, by the way, how do you reckon the outcome of this fight will be? Before they can decide a victory, shall we place a bet?”

“I chose Titan to win.” The Frost Wolf God glanced at his companion, and calmly said.

“I also wanted to choose Titan, but that’s not interesting.”

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“I can’t defeat this Titan!” The Leopard Divine Descendant who had fought Muria for half a day reluctantly but helplessly concluded. He could not break through the defense of the Saintly Imperial Abyss.

Moreover, what’s worse was that he realized that turning his body into its elemental form, merging it with the surroundings to control ice and frost as a tactic to exhaust Muria, was now invalid. After engaging in close combat with Muria, especially after being hit by his several weapons, he had nowhere to hide in front of Muria. Even merging into snowstorms was useless as he was already targeted….

“Thwack!” After the battle commenced and the sun rose for the second time, Muria swung the Demonsweeper sword and decapitated the Frost Giant-shaped Divine Descendant. Then he threw the Seven Sins Blade in his hand, piercing the Leopard Divine Descendant’s headless body that was still trying to resist. The body was then nailed to a glacier that had risen from the ground due to the battle.

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