Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 664: 301: The Giant Turtle Roars to the Sky, Battle

Chapter 664: Chapter 301: The Giant Turtle Roars to the Sky, Battle Demon God_3

Such an exaggerated gap left even Marcellus Larry and Lori Joyner, who were outside the ruins, at a loss for words. Then, with a slightly tight expression, Marcellus said, “There’s sothing off about his condition.”

Lori pondered, “His records show that when he swept through the Southern Battlefield before, he had comprehended a special Battle Intent imbued with Blood Fiend, and it seems he is trying to use it to make a breakthrough.”

“Battle Intents and Cultivation thods of the Blood Fiend type generally an that the more one kills, and the stronger the enemies one slays, the more powerful one becos.”

Under the watchful eyes of two king-level individuals, Jack Clark continued to slaughter even more frenziedly in the following two days, and the range of the monsters he butchered gradually shrank back to an area of four to five hundred kiloters.

By this point, having ventured a thousand kiloters deep into the ruins, surrounded by oases, the polluted monsters on the surface had almost all been slaughtered by Jack Clark with astonishing efficiency.

However, the ruins were vast, so the polluted monsters that Jack Clark had killed only made up about half.

And as he circled around the ruins every day, covering tens of thousands of kiloters, nearly every genius from various countries entering the ruins had encountered him.

Whenever that happened, those genius cultivators who were at the early stages of Sixth Heaven or late stages of Fifth Layer Heaven would show a look of horror on their faces.

Because by that ti, the Killing Intent accumulated on Jack Clark’s body had beco too terrifying.

Boom!

Purple-red Killing Intent swirled about as the thirty-ter-long Golden War Halberd pierced through Heaven and Earth; upon striking, the Earth shattered, forming a massive crack over a hundred ters long.

In the violent explosion and the sharpness of the War Halberd’s skill, the head of a Polluted Giant Beast over fifty ters long instantly shattered, and countless bits of flesh and blood exploded, scattering over a range of a hundred ters.

Whoosh!

A dense black purple smoke gathered on the corpse of the Polluted Giant Beast, then transford into a smoke serpent that surged towards Jack, passing through the palm of his hand before rging into the swirling Killing Intent that surrounded him.

At this mont, the black purple Killing Intent that was swirling around Jack’s body covered a range of 150 ters; it was so dense that it obscured the view and his silhouette was not visible.

Beyond that, the Blood Sea Hell, amplified by endless slaughter, had expanded to a range of a hundred ters. The hellish mirage had nearly turned from illusion to reality, vaguely possessing the might of a domain.

Under the coverage of the Blood Sea Hell, the air distorted, rivers of blood flowed, and monstrous beings and Giant Beasts struggled in the Sea of Blood, screaming in agony.

And at the center of the Sea of Blood, a Shadow of Combat stood tall on a mountain of corpses assembled from countless monster and Giant Beast bodies, towering thirty ters high, with three faces and six arms.

The dense Killing Intent ford red and black purple bands of light around the Shadow, so pervasive that even flas and thunder turned red.

Combined with the slowly spinning four rings of blood-colored light behind its head, the Combat Shadow, no, it should be called the War Demon Shadow, looked like a Hell Demon God.

Below the figure of the Demon God, Jack’s eyes were blood-red, filled with a terrifying malevolent killing aura.

These past few days, he had been engulfed by the Prison Blood War Intent. As he killed more and more monsters and the gathering Killing Intent beca increasingly formidable, his consciousness also beca crazed and bloodthirsty.

Under such conditions, if it wasn’t for the synchronized consciousness with the Thunderfla Emperor Dragon maintaining a sliver of clarity, he might have completely fallen into the path of a slaughter daemon.

This was the price to be paid for wanting to quickly bridge the gap from the initial accomplishnt to the grand accomplishnt of Slaughter War Intent—one must embrace madness to grasp understanding, to make a breakthrough.

Barely maintaining a sliver of clarity, Jack looked at the transparent page before him.

Talent: Void Double Pupils 15624

After several days of frenzied slaughter, the increase to the Void Double Pupils had reached a fifteen-fold gain, with fifteen rings of rune-enshrouded chains forming at the edge of the Black Gold vertical pupils.

Jack’s voice was deep as he said, “It’s still a bit short.”