My Monster Fuses Everything-Chapter 693 - 442 The Great Brawl Begins

Chapter 693: Chapter 442: The Great Brawl Begins

Chapter 693: Chapter 442: The Great Brawl Begins

“You know what you’ve done better than I do, do you really think the Lizardmen Clan are the only ones with a demigod?”

King Skula’s gaze was ice cold, but upon hearing these words, Qinsa’s expression turned serious as he calmly said, “The Mad Lizard Curse takes time to condense.”

“You’d better be telling the truth.”

At this point, King Skula couldn’t possibly cling to the issue any longer. Although Qinsa had acted late, no mishap had occurred; otherwise, this matter wouldn’t be so easily glossed over.

Moreover, King Skula’s sudden attack wasn’t just to vent his anger, but also to warn Qinsa.

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Their collaboration, besides being beneficial for eliminating competitors, had a significant reason: he was wary because Qinsa had surprisingly come with demigod methods in tow.

If conflicts were to erupt rashly, then it was undoubtedly King Skula who would be at a disadvantage.

But one step back didn’t mean Qinsa could take a mile. If things really came down to fighting tooth and nail, with a demigod of the Night Winter Clan stepping in, Qinsa, merely a Seventh Order Superior figure, truly wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

“Is that it for them?”

King Skula, watching the two Seventh Order Alien Demon Kings shedding their scales and becoming even more grotesque, resembling a crossbreed between a Lizardman and Alien Demon Race, couldn’t help but frown.

“The Curse is essentially the madness of semi-lizardization, but that’s not the point. The key is the Poison Curse within it—targeted to kill humans.”

At this moment, Qinsa didn’t skimp on explaining to King Skula, saying, “The Curse has demigod power, not only does it not weaken the cursed, but it actually enhances his strength, and in madness, it will relentlessly hunt the people or race indicated by the Poison Curse.”

Qinsa’s gaze flickered slightly, his icy stare as sharp as a knife.

The thing was indeed prepared to deal with humans; after all, the Lizardmen Clan had suffered so much at the hands of humans and if they didn’t take some revenge and severely wound them, they wouldn’t be able to swallow their pride.

“Roar!”

As they spoke, Alien Demon Kings Latake and Vicla roared in fury and then soared into the sky, crazily rushing towards the heavily wounded Alien Demon tank whale, tearing massive amounts of flesh from its body, bite after bite, until blood nearly filled the ground.

“We should leave.”

Seeing the state of the Alien Demon Kings, Qinsa knew that the Mad Lizard Curse had succeeded. The two Alien Demon Kings had become frenzied monsters, currently maniacally replenishing their flesh and energy reserves. If they didn’t leave, even with the influence of the Curse, these two Alien Demon Kings could potentially attack them.

The group immediately withdrew. Soon after the Alien Demon tank whale was completely devoured by the two Seventh Order Alien Demon Kings, they became even more ferocious and leapt away, quickly leaving the vicinity of the mountain range.

The outer perimeters of the mountain range were in chaos with a host of tree corpses and Corpse Beasts awakened by the actions of the clans, especially the Bug Race.

Apart from the High Order Bug Race, Su Han had no intention of hiding the Low Rank Bug Race. Swarms of Low Rank Zerg muddied the waters in the outer region, whereas the High Order Bug Race remained relatively hidden, waiting for the opportunity to strike.

The actions of the Bug Race also meant that large numbers of tree corpses and Corpse Beasts like monsters woke up and began to launch attacks on the forces of various races.

Instantaneously, the advance of all Alien Races slowed down.

After searching for a while, Qinsa and his group finally found traces of the Vine Demon Race on the other side of the mountain range.

This time, perhaps deterred by King Skula’s previous warning, Qinsa didn’t dare use any underhanded tricks but instead joined forces with the others to launch a direct assault on the Vine Demon Race with the force of thunder.

The Abyssal Ghost Vine Demons put up a united front in resistance, but the absolute gap left them powerless, and they were quickly cursed with the Mad Lizard Curse by Qinsa and the others.

Under the slaughter of two Seventh Order Abyssal Ghost Vine Demons, the Vine Demon Race was almost entirely decimated.

…

“It’s about time.”

In a certain part of the mountain range, Su Han continually drew power from the Tree Corpse Golden Beads, accumulating Spiritual Energy and rules within his body.

Although he had reached Seventh Order Intermediate, and the effects of the Tree Corpse Golden Beads were relatively weaker, it was better than nothing, and the slow accumulation would still speed up his breakthrough process.

The Lizardmen Clan and the Night Winter Clan were scheming together to ambush the Alien Demon Race and Vine Demon Race, with him as their final human target. He had heard their plans clearly.

Although, after Qinsa and the others started their actions, it was difficult to monitor in real-time, but based on the feedback from the Bug Race spies he had sent out, it was clear that Qinsa and the Great Elders of the Lizardmen Clan had almost completed their ‘clean up’ work, and now, they were concentrating their forces against him.

Common interests unite factions, but they also divide them when those interests diverge.

At the moment, there were at least five Seventh Order individuals who intended to harm Su Han, and not to mention the Alien Demons and Vine Demons, who, due to the Mad Lizard Curse, could potentially be used as weapons against him.

Su Han naturally wasn’t going to face them head-on; he had his own plans.

Rustle rustle rustle

The swarm spread out as Su Han immediately set off towards the Golden Tree, within the Golden Tree Realm, what else could better incite conflict than the Golden Tree itself?

Su Han moved swiftly, leaving all the tree corpses that were too slow to block him in his wake.

The closer he got to the depths of the Golden Mountain Range, the clearer the power from the Golden Tree became, with tangible waves of Fluctuation spreading outward like the growth rings of a tree, staining the entire sky.

‘Although the pressure is greater, these fluctuations also contain the power of rules…’

The rules of the Golden Tree became pronounced, and it was faintly visible that there seemed to be fruits gestating on the Golden Tree…