I just covet their strength

Chapter 152 You're still attacking my heart!

The wild god who had just jumped up and was about to take off at a low altitude had his flesh and blood bat wings torn off.

The blood of chaotic creatures existed like mud and haze, falling in the air.

Humph, want to escape?
The wolf-eared girl pulled the Devourer down directly, and then began to vent her killing instinct.

It doesn't matter if you throw away the silver sword, because the flesh is the best weapon.

Fists and feet, elbows and knees. Even though in terms of functionality they were not comparable to the sharp teeth and claws of the chaotic creatures that were born for killing, the fact was that the God of Turbidity was being beaten unilaterally.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

Punches hit flesh, bones broke and shattered. Every blow from Myvana's fist seemed to weigh tens of millions of tons. The Devourer's hard shell and muscles shattered under the violent blows, and then were hammered again during the rapid repair process.

When Westhead arrived, he used Shadow Life to unleash the Flame of Extinction without saying a word, using the wall of fire to cut off the Devourer's retreat while taunting him:
"You piece of shit, you're the only one who likes to run, right? This is the first time I've seen a Chaos Monster run away. You should know your shame! Have shame!"

The Devourer's shocking move really frightened Westhead out of his wits. The main premise of his decapitation plan was that "the Chaos Monsters must fight to the death." This should be a recognized benchmark. Chaos Monsters, regardless of their rank, are all fearless and unafraid of death.

Because in the concept of chaos, there is no such thing as death. Life and death are one, so what is there to be afraid of?
Even though Westhead was an hardcore player of Destiny's Song, he had never heard of a Chaos Monster that would run away without even fighting.

It really made him laugh.

The God of Wilderness was dealing with the attack of the violent wolf girl in a panic. His ferocious face was almost smashed by the hammer, but he still laughed and responded:

"This is what makes me different from my compatriots. I must remain useful so that I can better serve the mission!"

Westhead said coldly: "It's a pity that you still can't escape. Aren't you going to release the wild god posture? Strong cards and slow play, you make me a little anxious."

The real power of [The Wild God of the Turbid World] lies in its ability to release the "Wild God" form through suicide, directly corrupting the surrounding area and completely liberating its own chaotic nature.

Westhead carefully kept his distance to prevent the Devourer from suddenly switching to the second stage and taking him away.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, because I don't intend to burn myself out."

The Devourer was beaten half to death by Myvana, but he was still not ready to release his Chaos Essence. Instead, he looked at the extremely cold face of the beast-eared girl. The scarlet cracks were like red spider lilies blooming on her white skin. Just looking at it directly gave him a painful feeling of being cut and peeled off.

"Is this the state of the original pioneer power blending with the poison of order? If my demise is exchanged for the arrival of a new pioneer, it would be a reasonable deal."

"Bam—"

Mivana punched through the Devourer's armor again, smashing half of his head, and said in a trembling voice:
"I will do this quickly, kill you, and then end this gesture, and nothing will happen."

"Don't listen to his trash talk. You can't be corrupted."

Westhead said.

This was not words of comfort. It was indeed impossible for Mivana to degenerate into the "God of Chaos". If it was when she was just born, the curse might still have this possibility, but today, the source blood had already merged with the wolf-eared girl's own bloodline and was inseparable.

Myvana is a creature of order through and through. Even though she became the [Sky-Devouring Wave] in the original world line, Myvana only became bloodthirsty and had nothing to do with the "Source God of Chaos".

“Kill me, kill me, hahahaha, you guys are really confident, but it’s not that easy to kill me.”

The Devourer fended off Myvana's attack in a panic, laughing wildly:
"You would never have thought that I would send a large army to bypass your defenses. Calculating the time, it's almost time. Your fragile base is completely exposed."

"!!!"

Westhead: "What did you say?!" Myvana was so shocked that she was in a trance and the Devourer escaped from her suppression.

The wild god dragged his broken body and retreated violently. He shook his head and let out a hoarse cry:
"Haha. Hehehe! That's exactly the expression! I really like seeing mortals with this expression!"

"You have never thought that the original creation would use the 'strategies' that you are so proud of. You have never considered even the most crude and simple tactics. So this is why I am willing to be contaminated by the poison of order. It is worth it to exchange strength for wisdom!"

Westhead frowned: "You want to trick me?"

The Devourer opened his bloody mouth and spat out impurities that were either plasma or lava. He stabbed a sharp claw into his own head and stirred it vigorously:

"Hehe, do you think I'm lying? Actually, I really want to lie, but it's a pity that the poison of order that I've been infected with is not enough to do this. Deliberately concealing my purpose is my limit."

"Or you can bet that I'm lying, but she seems to believe it."

Mivana stopped her attack, and the wolf-eared girl stared at the God of Wilderness with her golden-red murderous eyes, almost wanting to torture him to death.

But the Devourer ignored it and continued to speak quietly:

"There are indeed a lot of selfish people among mortals, but I can see from the eyes of my compatriots that you are not that kind of mortals. On the contrary, you are full of... Well, you are a sense of responsibility, and she is a sense of justice. Are these two words correct?"

The God of Wilderness spread out his claws woven of flesh and blood and said:

"It's great to be a mortal who cares about the weak. As long as there is a weakness, you can take advantage of it at will. Make your choice. Will you come and kill me regardless of everything? Or go back and save your companions?"

Lord Qinghui took a deep breath and said to Miwana: "Retreat for now, the decapitation plan has failed."

"Oh, by the way, I have to mention that once you leave the Chaos Realm, I will lead the army to attack. I was not sure at first, but since you value other mortals so much, I have to start."

The evil-minded God of Turbidity continued to speak, turning the situation into a dilemma.

Damn it, you, a Chaos with thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually know how to attack people’s hearts!
Westhead never imagined that the Devourer's intelligence had reached such a level that it was no different from the creatures of order!

I advise you, the chaotic creatures, to behave like chaos! Do not let the dregs of order pollute your innocence!
What made him even more angry was that if a wild god really launched a brutal attack, the fragile Qinghui Territory would have no means of counterattack!
Westhead alone is no match for the God of the Wilds. The only one who can possibly defeat the Devourer is Myvana at her full strength.

"Then there is only one way, Mr. Weiss, please turn back and try to stop the demonic tide as much as possible."

Mivana sighed slightly, turned her head, and said, her golden eyes, which were stained by dark red, retaining their last bit of clarity:

"And I will practice my chivalry."

Westhead realized immediately what Myvana was trying to do.

Continue to liberate your instincts, embrace the curse, and then head towards the realm of chaos, destroying the realm of chaos entrenched in the Bright Forest at the cost of your eternal madness.

Just as she had said before, if she were to indulge in the bloodthirsty desire for killing, she would use herself as a suicide truck and explode with Chaos.

This approach... is already the only solution.

Westhead was silent for a moment, then said to Myvana:
"This is the result of my underestimation of the enemy. I will fulfill my promise and wake you up from your rampage."

After saying this, Westhead turned around and left without any hesitation.

(End of this chapter)