I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means

Chapter 1929: Chapter 1038: Blood Wolf 2

Hmm? Brother, isn’t that inappropriate?

Isn’t that my big treasure?

The Power of Gaia World surged into Lis’ body, jubilant, instantly merging to enhance his status.

Incessantly, more Power of Gaia World continued to pour into his being.

After all, to Gaia World, Lis is now the only real Gaia Guardian.

No amount of support could be too much for such a treasure, especially when Lis is in battle against Abyss Demons.

As for Lis’ disguised identity as an Abyss Demon, the Power of Gaia World pays no attention to that.

It only sees the essence!

Thus, this created a rather unique situation.

Lis, appearing on this Abyss Battlefield, is likely the only one simultaneously supported by both Gaia World and Endless Abyss powers.

This allowed Lis to handle the current predicament without exposing his true strength.

Lis looked at the old Beastman in front of him, his expression unchanged.

If they guessed correctly, although the Demigod Battlefield before him seemed intense, the only real danger was here.

The same was true for the other Demon Demigods; given a chance, they wouldn’t hesitate to strike at him from the shadows.

Lis could already sense their blatant malice.

Why was this happening?

Lis was somewhat perplexed.

Usually, if there were grudges between Abyss Demons, they wouldn’t openly display such hostility on the battlefield.

Previously, Lis had fought Demigod Demons on the Abyss Battlefield in Elf Forest, but nothing like this had occurred.

So, is this the result of Demogorgon initiating his scheme?

Perhaps uncovering the secret could lead to clues about Demogorgon’s plan.

Lis resolved in his mind.

As Lis continued to dodge the attacks, the old Beastman also began to make his move.

The old Beastman growled deeply, his muddled yet fiercely intense eyes locking onto Lis ahead.

As his will drove them, the totem beasts faintly surrounding him suddenly came to life.

These phantoms, rooted in ancient Beastman bloodlines and Shaman Totem Power, included a tusk-baring giant bear, a sharp-clawed eagle ripping through the winds, and others...

Each fierce beast totem was steeped in millennia of Beastman battle heritage.

In an instant, the momentum of each totem beast skyrocketed, their dark miasma carrying ancient, primal oppressiveness across the field.

The air trembled violently from this wild power, lifting fragments of stone and dust into the air.

Amidst ear-splitting roars, the fierce totem beasts charged at Lis with relentless ferocity.

As the totem beasts launched their charge, the longstanding Beastman Demigod’s movements shifted slightly.

Nobody saw his hand’s trajectory as a tattered gray Beast Skin appeared abruptly in his rough, withered palm.

This Beast Skin seemed unremarkable, covered in a layer of gray, lifeless mist, its patterns ancient and obscure.

The skin’s edges were tattered and curled, as if excavated from the ruins of endless ages, lacking any dazzling spirit light, seemingly even inferior to ordinary Shaman Magic Artifacts at first glance.

Yet the moment it emerged, every hair on Lis’ body stood on end.

An intensely cold sense of crisis seized his soul instantly.

This danger was not the typical pressure faced by strong opponents; it was a chilling confrontation with death.

It felt as though his space, breath, and even fate were locked onto by this damaged Beast Skin.

Lis’ pupils constricted, his previously composed expression vanished, his full attention immediately fixated on the gray Beast Skin in the old Beastman’s palm, not daring to relax for an instant.

The remaining demigods on the field immediately noticed the disturbance there.

The battlefield, originally in a stalemate and mutually balanced, suddenly froze. All eyes gathered on the beast skin in the hands of the old Beastman.

Especially a group of demon demigods, wrapped all over by Abyssal black mist, their originally arrogant and violent gaze instantly became incredibly grave.

A rich dread and vigilance surged in their eyes, the power coursing around them involuntarily withdrew somewhat.

They were even prepared to distance themselves from here at any time.

Lis took in the expressions of the other demon demigods, instantly understanding in his heart.

The fact that this insignificant, tattered beast skin could make these Abyss Demon Demigods, who rampage across dimensions and disregard life and death, so apprehensive means it is absolutely no ordinary existence.

He quickly speculated in his heart whether this was a complete divine artifact?

Or a top-level half-god artifact carrying Forbidden Power?

However, regardless of which answer, it is enough to completely overturn this battle’s situation.

Without giving Lis much time to think, the old Beastman’s eyes suddenly became fierce and resolute, holding the beast skin.

He raised his rough wrist covered with calluses and scars, and a sharp thread of totem power gathered at his fingertips, fiercely slicing across his wrist.

"Shhh—"

A thin line of blood instantly blossomed, scalding hot Beastman Demigod essence blood gushed out like a fountain flowing endlessly into the palm-held gray beast skin.

The dead beast skin, as if an ancient greedy beast awakened by the fresh demigod essence blood, immediately sprang to life.

The gray fog on the surface of the beast skin rolled violently, producing boundless suction.

The rampant suction force pulled at the old Beastman’s original power and essence blood, surging endlessly into the depths of the beast skin.

The blood-colored patterns rapidly spread, intertwined, and bloomed along the beast skin’s shattered edge, visible to the naked eye.

The originally dead gray faded visibly, being slowly engulfed by an intense, profound, eerily chilling bloody red.

The blood-red grew increasingly intense, increasingly deep, like a blood pool fermenting for eternity, threads of crimson ferocity emanated from the beast skin.

This scarlet mixed with terrifying Devouring Power, pressed the surrounding totem beasts to unconsciously slow their offensive.

The cost of forcefully sacrificing the original essence blood and power was clear on the old Beastman.

As his power was continuously devoured and absorbed by the beast skin, his already aged visage became more withered and slack.

The wrinkles and ravines on his face layered, becoming more profound, his body visibly wilting and shrinking, and the demigod aura surrounding him likewise fluctuated and weakened.

Clearly, this fierce artifact’s activation required exhausting his substantial foundational energies.

But the old Beastman’s eyes held no hint of pain or regret, only resolution, staring fixedly at the blood-red beast skin, silently enduring the continued sacrifice.

A moment later, when the entire beast skin had completely transformed into a lucid, deep blood-red, with an eerie, spirited bloody red glow circulating on its surface, its emanated devouring might reached its peak.

The old Beastman sensed the beast skin was charged, finally withdrew his power, ceased the transmission of essence blood and original power.

A slight shake of the wrist, he fiercely hurled the blood-colored beast skin containing boundless ferocity towards Lis!

The instant the blood-colored beast skin left his hand, it burst out with earth-shattering fierce might.

In the air, the beast skin stretched out, twisted and transformed, within moments turning into a colossal, bizarrely-shaped gigantic blood wolf.

This Blood Wolf was completely forged from pure bloody ferocity and condensed essence blood power, its hair crimson like streaming blood, limbs robust and powerful, standing steadily on the void.

On the massive wolf head, its pair of vertical pupils were scarlet like fire, deep in its eyes surged undisguised, almost mad greed and bloodlust.

It seemed birthed from slaughter and devouring, its sole obsession was to shred every creature before it, utterly devouring Lis’s flesh and original essence.

Watching the airborne formation, ferocity overflowing blood wolf, the old Beastman retreated a few paces, a hint of assuredness showing on his withered face.

This divine artifact to deal with the Abyss Demon before was extremely restrained, he had absolute confidence in this Blood Wolf’s destructive power.

The next instant, the blood-colored giant wolf suddenly vanished!

Without any precursor of breaking through space, without any power fluctuations, the huge blood wolf body seemed to wholly merge with the void, thoroughly hidden from everyone’s sight.

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