Black Dragon, starting from the feast

Chapter 118 Our God is Getting Beaten

"How is it possible? How could our God be beaten?!"

Countless believers of the Blood Church are questioning their lives at this moment.

They found it hard to believe and even unable to accept that the bloody giant monkey being beaten was the god they believed in.

But the real aura emanating from the monkey forced them to believe it.

"Black Dragon! It's you again!" The Blood Roaring God was furious, and a majestic aura burst out, causing all the extraordinary people in the entire royal city to tremble in their hearts.

Even Simon was affected and slowed down his movements.

This also gave Blood God an opportunity. He controlled the body of the monkey apostle and slapped Simon with his palm.

"Burning Blood Palm!"

The blood on his palms burned, and his power became even stronger.

"A contest of strength? Let me see the power of you, the so-called god!" Simon was not afraid at all and took the initiative to wave his palm to meet the attack.

Boom!

There were two loud bangs, and the power of the god was greatly enhanced after being possessed, and it was comparable to Simon who used King-ken.

"You, the Black Dragon, really surprise me. You have grown to this level in such a short time. No wonder you have such an arrogant personality. However, the so-called geniuses and monsters are just the threshold to meet me."

"Black Dragon, you are not qualified!"

The Blood God roared and swung out another palm.

This palm strike was powerful and extremely brutal.

Simon felt that if he was hit, the consequences would be disastrous.

But...so what?

Why should I, Simon, fear the will of a mere god?
"Four times Kaio-ken!" Simon roared in his heart.

Simon's strength doubled again and he punched forward.

The impact of the collision of fists created wind and waves that blew away the surrounding houses.

"boom!"

The scales on Simon's arm broke rapidly like a domino effect, causing his entire arm to bleed.

Simon paid such a price, so Blood God naturally couldn't feel good about it either.

With one punch, Xue Ming's entire palm was actually blown up and turned into countless pieces of flesh that fell to the ground.

"Wow, I underestimated you." The Blood-Minging God glanced at his blasted palm.

Just by looking at it, the piece of meat on the ground actually returned to the palm of his hand and was restored in an instant.

"Haha, I overestimated you. The so-called gods are just like this." Simon talked nonsense and started to mock.

Bloody God's face was gloomy: "Arrogant fellow, blasphemy against God is a capital crime!"

As he spoke, the Blood God opened his bloody mouth and spat out skulls.

"Howling dead souls!"

The skull let out a heart-wrenching wail and pounced on Simon.

"It's just a trifle. Don't bring out this kind of thing." Simon raised his injured arm.

Scales fell to the ground, and blood was dripping down the fingertips.

"Flying Blade Blood Claw!"

With a swing of his arm, drops of dragon blood turned into sharp blades, and in the blink of an eye, all the skulls were destroyed, and he attacked the Blood God with all his might.

The Blood-Singing God snorted coldly, "You are so audacious to use blood attacks in front of me!"

The Blood God opened his mouth wide and sucked Simon's flying blood claws into his body.

"What delicious blood!" The Blood God moaned with pleasure.

Different from the last appearance.

The Snake Apostle had very little strength left, and he did not know Simon's abilities, so Blood God was caught off guard.

But this time, the Monkey Apostle is not only stronger than the Snake Apostle, but his physical strength is obviously more abundant, which can give the Blood God more room to exert his power.

It was like the Blood-Singing God was a vast ocean, the Snake Apostle was a broken small water cup, and the Monkey Apostle was a nearly intact bucket.

The extent to which the two can contain the power of the Blood Roaring God is obviously different.

“God? Let me devour you once more!” Simon cracked a smile, waved his right hand, and grabbed the Bloody God with his sharp claws: “Soul-scattering Iron Claws!”

The sharp claws came at him, but the Blood Ming God had no intention of dodging: "Burning Blood Palm!"

The blood burned, and the claws and palms collided.

The sharp nails were like a sword that could cut through iron like mud, cutting the Blood God's palm and arm into several pieces.

It is obvious that in terms of strength, Blood God is no match for Simon who has activated the Quadruple Kaio-ken.

But fortunately, the Blood God has a strong recovery ability.

The flesh and blood of the chopped arms and hands re-coagulated and returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Blood Ming God realized something was wrong: "Why is the magic power consumed by recovering from injuries so huge?"

Simon raised his lips, his dragon might spread, and the sense of oppression was at full force: "Blood God, have you only realized now? Any enemy who fights me will lose their physical strength and magic power at an accelerated rate."

His ability had been exposed, so Simon no longer tried to hide it.

In other words, it cannot be concealed. Even if Simon doesn't say it, the enemy will notice it.

The shock on Bloody God's face was beyond words.

As a god, he naturally knows the power of this ability.

This means that any enemy of equal strength will not be able to fight Simon.

Dragons are known for their thick skin and tough flesh. If you want to fight them, you must possess magic power and strength far beyond your level.

No wonder he, who is only at the ninth level of the extraordinary realm, can fight against legends.

Even after possessing himself, he was unable to gain the upper hand.

Now there is very little magic power left in the Monkey Apostle's body.

Recovering from injuries one after another requires a lot of magic power, not to mention the double consumption under the pressure.

Blood God suddenly discovered that this body had been exhausted in the battle with Simon and did not have much magic power to continue the battle.

It is obvious that he would not be a match for Simon relying solely on physical strength.

If it was Blood Roaring God fighting in person, he would immediately notice this abnormality, but unfortunately, he was fighting remotely across regions using the body of a monkey apostle, so naturally he could not notice these details.

"Black Dragon, I will give you another chance. If you are willing to become my apostle, I will not care about your blasphemy against God, and I promise that you will be the second in command of the Blood Church, second only to God and above all others."

"You have a powerful devouring ability. As long as you join my Blood Church, you will have an endless supply of strong people as food. It will be just a matter of time before you surpass the legend and become a demigod!"

Bloodsing God was once again moved by Simon's potential and extended an invitation.

Simon naturally refused: "I am not interested in becoming a cowardly subordinate. If your real body dares to come to the South Continent to invite me in person, perhaps I will consider it."

"As for now, you just wait for death!" Simon raised his right hand high, red thunder raged, and the ancient dragon thunder spear instantly condensed into shape.

After hearing this, Blood Ming Shen was not angry at all. Instead, he burst into laughter: "Hahaha, Black Dragon, remember what you said today. I will come to find you. As for this body, if you want it, I will give it to you."

The will of the gods fades.

The monkey apostle, who had regained control of his body, was full of question marks on his face.

No, Lord Bloodsing God, I asked you to come here to save me. How could you send me to the Black Dragon? It makes me so disappointed!

Before the Monkey Apostle could react, the Ancient Dragon Thunder Spear had already penetrated into his body.

The thunder was raging, and even though the Monkey Apostle had a strong recovery ability, he could not withstand the damage caused by the red thunder.

The vitality gradually faded, and the monkey apostle's pupils dilated and became empty and lifeless.

[The blood blasphemy curse on you disappears. 】

With the death of the Monkey Apostle, the Blood God also lifted the curse left on Simon.

"I was just saying it casually. He wouldn't really come to the Southern Continent, would he? I don't plan on being anyone's little brother." Simon scratched his head and muttered.

"Never mind, now it's time to enjoy the feast." Simon swallowed and greedily reached out to grab the body of the monkey apostle.

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