The Supreme God

The figure that emerged from the tree was not a living person. Its face was dry and wrinkled, completely dehydrated. It was skinny with deeply set eyes. Two green eyeballs were fixed on them like ghost fire. It was tall and all of its bones could be seen under the skin. It was terrible to look at and would give anyone the creeps.

Austin didn't feel any vitality from it, but there was a thick death breath and the smell of a rotting corpse. However, from its bony body, Austin could feel that it had tremendous strength.

Austin and Violet realized that the rotten odor that they had smelled earlier had emanated from it. It was blocked by the dead wood, so it was not so strong.

Sensing that there was something strange about the dead tree, Austin attacked it with the sword-light. And unexpectedly, the corpse appeared before their eyes.

"What's this?" Violet asked in surprise.

"I have no idea, but I'm quite sure it's not a living person," Austin answered, shaking his head.

While they were talking, their faces turned pale. They were terrified when they saw the withered body in front of them carry a strange expression on its wrinkled face. It seemed to be grinning, but because of its wizened face, the grin seemed very strange and fierce. Suddenly a hoarse voice came from its mouth, "Ho ho…".

The growl was extremely weird and harsh. It was blood-curdling.

Listening to his growl, Violet couldn't stop shivering and hid behind Austin.

the withered body pounced on Austin, trying to attack

react quickly. He brandished his Violet Royal Sword and attacked the corpse with

the corpse started howling in a low voice. It didn't evade the attack, but crossed its arms over its chest. A wisp of faint yellow smoke was released from all over its body and

didn't do anything else, but looked

the corpse's arms, but its body just shook slightly under the strong impact. Its arms were unharmed in the faint yellow smoke which was spiraling up. Only loud clashes

of the premium stage

his vital energy to more than 30 rays of sword-light. Each of his vital energy was adding up more power to his attack, yet the

Its long, black fingernails gave out a cold dim light as it tried

it made a hissing sound that echoed in the air. Certainly, it wanted to reach out, grab Austin's head and twist it

raised his hand, joining his fingers together to form a fist

tightened firmly and grasped Austin's fist. It clenched Austin's hand

the dead figure was trying to do, Austin swung his arm and the power of 8, 000 pounds was released to

eyeballs shake in shock. With a weird shriek, without making any further attempts to attach Austin, it flew

had grabbed his fist. When he looked down, he saw impressions of the dark fingers on his skin. The fingerprints were emitting strong black

abnormality on the back of his hand, she had thought