Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Zen raised his head to scan the downgrader from head to toe. His posture remained unchanged since he appeared, and there was no hint of fear or caution.

It was as though he was a lifeless statue. There was no movement or momentum, which was peculiar for someone that had infinite energy.

It was unnecessary for the downgrader to initiate the confrontation using his bare fists. Of course, doing that was just out of habit.

"Mastema, can you stop?" Zen asked as he directly addressed the downgrader.

This was the first time that someone had referred to the downgrader by his name.

Buzz...

Hearing Zen speak it so casually infuriated the downgrader. The six pairs of compound eyes lit up simultaneously and shot out a sharp crimson light. The light was restrained to a certain degree, and it was as thin as a thread. It extended towards the enchanted barrier of the fairy palace and caused faint water ripples upon contact with its surface.

The downgrader had no intention to attack Zen with this move, but his reaction was forced out of him through anger.

"Shut up! You're just a lowly human being. What gives you the right to tell me what to do! Let Clarence come out. Let him talk to me!" the downgrader shouted, his tone reflecting unparalleled rage.

The people in the fairy palace were all taken aback by the downgrader's extreme reaction.

Why was the downgrader so triggered by Zen calling him 'Mastema'?

"Clarence has grown tired of everything. He has entrusted his entire strength to me," Zen said as he returned the downgrader's stern look.

"You can't be serious. Why would Clarence give all his strength to a lowly human like you? This is outrageous!"

Zen's words seemed to have fueled the rage lingering within the downgrader that he was trying hard to suppress.

Suddenly, a crack extended across his head, forming a large mouth intertwined with sharp teeth.

He flapped the wings on his back to flaunt his dominance over Zen. The wings were abnormally huge with scales etched all over them. His appearance was nothing short of a demon who arrived straight from the depths of hell to unleash divine punishment upon them.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, he advanced with untraceable speed and crashed into the enchanted barrier of the fairy palace.

The enchanted barrier once hailed to be invincible was forcefully twisted out of shape by the downgrader. Although it didn't shatter completely after the first blow, some parts of it took reasonable damage and were weakened.

press on the enchanted barrier to test the limits of its resistance. He was only about a foot away from

who doesn't deserve it?" the downgrader roared out

steady and calm as he returned the downgrader's

hints of the Evil God's special characteristics from the downgrader.

downgrader portrayed all elements of the Evil God's

in making it happen. I'll be the one who will craft

the downgrader. However, he chose to remain silent

up about Clarence passing

went silent. His body was ultimately pushed into the air

barrier and moved in front of the downgrader to look him

deserve to wield

Buzz...

strike aimed at Zen. It was as

"Take this!"

Boom! Boom!

chest, and then it was later overlapped with another palm print. Then a

of palm strikes.

disfigured. His bones and flesh had been integrated into a single organism, and his appearance was reduced to that of a ball of

Purr...

while, the ball of meat started to tremble voluntarily. Luscious thick black hair, a pair of eyes, mouth, nose, and eyebrows began to reappear from it. When the mold completely unwrapped itself, Zen regained his usual self

palace remained rooted to their spots as they watched the scene unravel

to the pressure. To them, it was like watching Zen continuously being pinched by an invisible hand, and

what has happened, as it all happened so fast..." Even the Snake Goddess, who was the smartest being present in that crowd,

the downgrader without pause," Hilario said as he stared up at Zen's floating figure. He was making this assumption because Zen had previously

too exaggerated. But what Hilario was unaware of was the fact that Zen was confronted with tens of billions of blows one after another, and if the downgrader wished, he could tamper with the frequency and increase the rate even further.

Was that the best you could do? It's my turn now," Zen said as he gave his knuckles a light

the bearer of infinite energy that knew no bounds. He was able to release any amount of energy as he saw fit,

"Mirror!"

to his call, a circular silver mirror made of light stationed

his eyes as he glared at the

those words left his mouth, Zen felt the enormous reserves of ancestry-level bloodline gush out from

flowing river before, it had now upgraded itself and became

Buzz, buzz, buzz...