Divine Emperor of Death

The Peak-Level Lord Beast Stage Amberal-Armored Armadillo appeared pissed off. It pointed at the other Lord Beast Stage Amberal-Armored Armadillos and bellowed.

"You all! What are you doing getting killed by a brat!? He's not even on the list of young elites!"

"Why didn't you all go all-out to kill him!? WRYYY!!!~~~."

The other Amberal-Armored Armadillos trembled in fear before they all hit their heads on the ground, kowtowing again.

"Forgive us, Lord!"

"This human says that he wants to see you, Lord!"

"Lord Gaisha, this brat is unexpectedly strong, able to cross two levels to battle!"

"What!?" Lord Gaisha became stunned as he turned to look at Davis in shock.

Davis sneakily collected the soul essence as he saw the so-called Lord Gaisha become dumbfounded. He didn't know anything about the offerings it mentioned, and neither did he know about this so-called list that contained young elites. However, hearing its words, Davis mused that this specific Amberal-Armored Armadillo Clan might have something have some dealings with the Alstreim Family.

The records he read about the Hundred Devil Thunder Archipelago only contained the general history, locations of hazardous areas in the danger zones, and types of magical beasts' species present. It didn't mention anything about their dealings other than their appearance and their body parts' value.

'Most probably, they used tributes to appease the Alstreim Family from hunting them all to extinction...' 

Davis blinked, 'Wait a minute... Does that mean I did something wrong?'

'Well, killing for increasing one's own cultivation is already wrong, and I already killed two of their best elites... might as well kill their boss...'

It was unknown how many Lord Beast Stage Amberal-Armored Armadillos were present, but surely the ones gathered here weren't their full seventh stage force. After all, their territory sure did span for a three-hundred-kilometer radius. Hence, even if he killed their boss, it was likely that another weaker Peak-Level or the most powerful High-Level Lord Beast Stage Amberal-Armored Armadillo that was not or present here might take its place.

Davis inwardly decided its life and death and pointed the curved end of Grieving Emerald Scythe at it, "Gaisha, I want you to die for my growth..."

Lord Gaisha's red eyes trembled as he revealed his jagged teeth, "Brat! Since you are able to cross two levels, you should be on the list of young elites. We won't kill the people on the list, but that doesn't mean we can't harm them to a critical state!"

"On the other hand, you aren't even on the list. Even if the Alstreim Family held your life important, at best, I'd have to offer a hundred corpses of my brethren, but I'll pay the price and make sure you die!"

Davis wasn't intimidated at all, but he felt like laughing as he possessed a smile on his face. He blinked as he suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but say in a calm voice, "If you kill me, the Alstreim Family will undoubtedly exterminate your entire clan!"

As expected, the threat worked.

"What!? Brat, state your name!" Lord Gaisha screamed as he once again stared at Davis, trying to see through his words.

'Ah! I said it! I said a young master's catchphrase!' Davis suddenly felt satisfaction fill his heart.

It seemed that these magical beasts remained greatly apprehensive of the Alstreim Family, and when considering that this clan doesn't have an Eighth Stage existence to even have the qualifications to retaliate, he could understand.

Nevertheless, he didn't think threatening these magical beasts using a background's name would be this savourable! No wonder young masters said these words to get out of a precarious situation or to get what they want all the time.

Lord Gaisha gritted his jagged teeth in anger and frustration. He waved his hand, and a stone-like object suddenly appeared in his hand. Energy flowed into it from his long-sharp nail as he pointed at it.

"Young Master Weiss Alstreim, it's me, Gaisha, the lord of the Amberal-Armored Armadillo in the Alstreim Thunder Island. There's this brat from the Alstreim Family who is threatening my clan's life and death."

"Is he speaking the truth, Young Master?"

Davis blinked as his mouth became slightly agape. 

Did this Amberal-Armored Armadillo just take out a messaging talisman and use it to contact the dead Weiss Alstreim to confirm his... status?

"Brat, quickly name yourself!" Gaisha bellowed as he stared at Davis, "Otherwise, when you return to the Alstreim Family, you will quickly be sentenced to death for insubordination!" 

Davis couldn't help but groan in exasperation, "Ahh, if you're talking to that bastard Weiss Alstreim, then no matter how long you wait, he won't reply because he is already dead."

"What!?" Lord Gaisha red pupils dilated into thin needles before he gritted his teeth and looked at the messaging talisman, waiting for a reply. 

Meanwhile, Davis descended into contemplation.

'This Amberal-Armored Armadillo obviously has Weiss Alstreim as its backing, so no wonder it is unbridled. However, what help could it possibly give in order to get in the good books of Weiss Alstreim...?' 

Davis became confused before he shook his head. Weiss was already dead, and what this clan could provide might as well as be something low-grade. He didn't waste his time thinking about it.

'Nevertheless, could it be that every magical beast clan here has some sort of deal with the Alstreim Family? Is that why it was named the Alstreim Thunder Island...?' He mused before he felt that it could be the case!

Lord Gaisha's armadillo face trembled as he waited for ten seconds, but there was no reply, causing his expression to become uglier than ever!

"Young Master Weiss Alstreim is just in seclusion!"

He bellowed as he kept the messaging talisman back in his spatial ring. However, it was unknown where the spatial ring was worn in its twenty-meter tall body.

"Think what you want, but you are still-" Davis suddenly stopped before he tilted his head.

"Wait a minute, do you really think that I don't compare to Weiss Alstreim in terms of prowess and status?"

"You insolent brat! State your name and leave your life behind!" Lord Gaisha jumped off the ground and flew towards him.

Davis smirked and jumped towards it, the scythe in his hands gleaming with a deadly emerald glow, "I'm counting on you, Yama."

"Yes, master!" A reply sounded in his soul sea.

"Die!" Lord Gaisha instantly arrived in front of him and slashed with its long-sharp nails.

Davis simply reciprocated as he calmly swung the curved blade towards it.

*Clang!~*

The sound of metal crashing echoed! Both pressed on with their strength, trying to send each other flying, but they hovered at a stalemate.

Davis quickly used both of his hands to apply pressure before veins erupted on his arms as he came to know that his power was losing out, going to be the sent flying in a few seconds if he kept this up.

But, he could feel the hesitation in its attack. Otherwise, with the difference in their fleshly strength, he knew that he would be sent flying away as a scythe wasn't really a weapon that could help him match it in terms of clashes.

'Likely, it internally doubts if I am really a person with more status than Weiss Alstreim...'

Davis narrowed his eyes before his palms became hardened with golden-colored scales.

"Haa!"

With a bellow, he applied more force with the Grieving Emerald Scythe, gaining the advantage before parrying its long-sharp nails, managing to retreat a kilometer without being sent flying.

"Well done, Yama." Davis praised. After all, a scythe was rather weak to heavy force that the blade might crack or the long handle might break, but nothing happened to it.

"Thank you, master." Yama happily replied.

However, Lord Gaisha stood stiff and didn't give chase. Obviously, it realized his strength. A Low-Level Seventh Stage Cultivator was able to almost match its prowess that was at the Peak-Level. It possessed a difficult expression on its face and kept hesitating before it finally spoke.

"Are you really... someone with a higher status than Young Master Weiss Alstreim...?"

Davis raised the long hilt of the Grieving Emerald Scythe and placed it on his shoulders, "You could say that..."

"But you are still going to die..."

"Wait! Why do you want to target me!?" Lord Gaisha angrily asked, his armor trembling.

"Didn't I tell you already? Don't make me say it twice!" Davis narrowed his eyes before he took a step forwards and walked towards it in the air.

"For your growth!?" Lord Gaisha's expression became ugly.

Its body shook in hesitation, staring at Davis with hostility, hatred as well as helplessness.

"You are after my body, right?"

Davis abruptly stopped as his expression fell. 

'Wait... what?'

"Is it my Peak-Level Lord Beast Stage Magical Beast Core you are after?" Lord Gaisha asked with reluctance.

'Oh, it's that...' Then he recalled that it was talking about its body parts that are useful for various purposes.

He wryly chuckled, "You could say that as well..."

There was no way he was going to reveal that he needed its soul essence.

Lord Gaisha snorted, "Very well, if the thing you want is the corpse of a Peak-Level Amberal-Armored Armadillo, then my subordinate can take my place."

He turned back and bellowed, "WRYYY!~~~"

"You fools! Don't just stand there! Call Rasen here!"

The Amberal-Armored Armadillos became taken aback before they took two steps backward in disbelief. It was as if they appeared extremely reluctant to call Rasen to this place.

Davis, on the other hand, had his eyes twitch. It was true that he didn't care which strange magical beast he cut down as long as it was a Peak-Level Lord Beast Stage Magical Beast and above, but to think that this "Lord Gaisha" had a change of heart to allow him to kill this so-called subordinate even though they seemed to have the same cultivation base.

'What is going on...?' Even Davis felt lost as to what was happening.