Free Web NovelChapter 961: Chapter 470: May You Attain Immortality at Last
Originally, He wasn’t very worried, believing that the Withered one who had advanced to Epic was enough to deal with all enemies, and Fulingya didn’t have any extra Epic power to counterattack.
However, once His perception returned, He was dumbfounded.
What He saw was not His own masterpiece slaughtering all sides, but instead, He saw the Withered one being tied to the ground like a defeated dog, forcibly stripped of all its power.
What exactly happened?
Who did this!!?
In His anger, He couldn’t hold back any longer, choosing to descend in violation of the rules.
He absolutely did not believe that mortals could so easily resolve His masterpiece; there must have been divine intervention.
Yes!
It might even be that bitch Fulingya who couldn’t resist taking action!
He finally caught that damn Tree Spirit by the handle, and could use this opportunity to strike fiercely!
He felt there was nothing wrong with His intervention.
In His view, since the other party intervened first, His own descent was justified.
But when He actually descended, He found out—how was it wrong again!!?
The other party was not Fulingya, and it might not even be anyone from the Natural Pantheon.
Who?
"Who on earth are you?"
Perhaps finding the other party too persistent, to the point of being somewhat pitiful, Herbert finally turned around impatiently, glanced sideways, and frowned:
"Do you need something?"
The enraged Divine continued to simmer with anger, for a moment not realizing He had received a response, subconsciously saying: "Who exactly are you... huh? What did you say?"
His subconscious reaction was indeed somewhat foolish, causing Herbert’s aversion to stupidity to flare up, greatly diminishing his interest.
Tsk, encountered an idiot.
Herbert even lost the idea of continuing to mock Him and had no desire to continue talking, driving Him away disdainfully.
"Forget it, if nothing’s the matter, could you shut up and politely roll away, you’re really noisy."
Go away, go play somewhere else.
"What? You..."
Never had He been so openly despised, the Divine was stunned, not coming to His senses for a while.
"Alright, alright, alright! Hahaha!"
Moments later, He finally realized what Herbert had done, laughing out of rage: "Ha! Haha... no matter who you are, haha, I admire your courage!"
He laughed through gritted teeth, staring at Herbert with the Withered one’s already shriveled eyes, as if looking at a mortal enemy, hissing:
"I remember you! I remember you!!!"
The master manipulator glared at "Kathy", and seeing no reaction, finally calmed down, coldly saying: "I’ve memorized your essence, you won’t escape."
"You’ll never escape with them, none of you can escape!"
He stared at Herbert, then slowly grinned, leaving a final curse-like whisper: "Tomorrow night, I will descend again... I will catch up to you all!"
The Divine’s words hold power.
Since He was this certain, He would certainly do it!
The time for tonight was no longer enough, the sun was about to rise soon.
If He violated the rules to take action, it would put Him in a passive position.
In that case, let’s give you a whole day to escape!
Run!
Ultimately, you’ll find out—you have nowhere to escape!
Let those Beastmen feel hope, only to deliver despair and destruction in the end.
He wasn’t worried about them teleporting away; this was the Forgotten Forest, the domain of the Natural Pantheon, not a single teleportation array would open for them.
With such a large group of the Beast Ear Clan, they can’t be transferred using makeshift teleportation arrays, so where could they hide?
"Haha, hahahaha!"
Feeling that the situation was under control, He coldly laughed thinking about the disasters that would happen tomorrow and dissipated this trace of consciousness.
"..."
After the other party’s essence completely dissipated, the troublemaker who had been indifferent finally reacted—unable to manage a wry smile, trying hard to suppress it.
"Pfft, cough cough, can’t laugh, mustn’t laugh too much... Hahahaha!"
Herbert couldn’t help but chuckle, mockingly in his heart: "Nenasha, this guy, He’s really an idiot, isn’t he?"
["Yes, maybe he is, there’s a kind of pure stupidity."]
Nenasha agreed wholeheartedly, chuckled despite themselves: ["These guys, sigh, they’ve been sitting up in the clouds for too long, thinking they’re the supreme beings, actually believing everyone needs to obey their demands... pfft, haha!"]
"Hahaha!"
Herbert also chuckled, raising a corner of his mouth, unable to help but shake his head at the other’s intelligence.
You asked, and do I have to answer?
What kind of logic is that?
Buddy, who the hell do you think you are?
You make keys? How many?
Especially the final threats, which self-assuredly seemed to think they achieved effect, made Herbert laugh out loud, almost unable to hold it in.
"What’s the use of remembering my essence now? Who doesn’t disguise themselves when doing dirty work?"
Who’s fishing without a helmet!
"And you’re going to follow me... hehe."
Herbert shook his head, turned back towards the camp that had calmed down, seeing the mirror-like water surface showing the space behind it.
Coming to hunt me tomorrow?
Who’s going to be entangled with you!
These days, who doesn’t run after showing off!
"Let’s go, let’s go, let Him come find me himself tomorrow, I’m not serving."~
Herbert nodded towards the Ancestor Spirit staring wide-eyed at him, sending a telepathic message for Him to take the Beast Ear Clan quickly into the water mirror.
