Chapter 472: Chapter 234: God Slayer Darren Callum, Global Tremors, The Return of the Demon King 3
But unexpectedly, only a few minutes had passed before Kautorus had fallen. Who killed it? That human clan genius named Darren Callum, or was it other powerhouses lurking within Mason City?
As she pondered, the enchanting woman’s face dripped with blood from her mouth, ears, eyes, and nose. She couldn’t help but touch her cheek, her gaze turning cold: “Can’t bear it anymore, huh.”
As she spoke, the enchanting woman burst into innumerable pieces of flesh and blood, scattering all over the ground.
It could project its will across tens of thousands of kilometers to occupy this body because the body had something to do with its Cultivation Methods, and the Blood Envoy was essentially one of its ‘Avatars.’
These Blood Envoys imbibed Blood Seeds, like seeds containing its blood strength, spiritual will, and Skill Information.
But carrying the willpower of a king is no easy feat, let alone the fact that it had even stimulated its willpower earlier to lead away that Eighth Layer Expert.
So, after only a few minutes, this Fourth Layer Heaven Blood Envoy’s flesh and blood body couldn’t bear it and disintegrated.
While everyone was shocked by the death of Kautorus, Mason City became restless, with ambulances and fire engines sounding their alarms.
In addition, many ordinary cultivators and military soldiers were converging toward the West City.
Even though the battle was brief, the destruction it caused was severe, affecting several blocks, and one street was completely devastated.
The aftermath of the battle resulted in several hundred deaths and one or two thousand injuries.
This casualty figure might sound exaggerated, but to the military, it was still acceptable.
Under normal conditions, a Seventh Layer Heaven powerhouse, if driven mad, could slaughter an entire city within half a day, with no one to stop them without an equal powerhouse’s intervention.
As a demon king from a different race, if Kautorus had not had greater ambitions, it would have started a killing spree to create chaos in the human rear lines long ago.
Though it would have been suppressed quickly, it still would have caused significant impact.
Just like earlier when Mysterious Martial Sky King and others joined forces to slaughter massively in the rear line of The Purgatory Family, even killing a descendant of the Demon God at the peak of the Ninth Heavens.
The impact was such that The Purgatory Family was shaken to its core, with Supreme Experts pursuing the culprits, and kings of demon clans joining forces to counterattack the human rear lines.
Therefore, considering so few died in this battle, it could be considered fortunate.
While the whole city supported the disaster area, the director of the Law Enforcement Bureau arrived outside the city with his subordinates, looking at Jack Clark with a wry smile: “Mr. Callum, I didn’t expect we would meet under these circumstances.”
“Sorry, I wasn’t able to minimize the losses this time.” Jack Clark replied apologetically.
The director of the law enforcement bureau shook his head: “It’s an unfortunate blessing. The opponent was after all an Avatar of demon king level, with terrifying power. If the battle had erupted in the city center, the casualties would have been far worse.”
“Mr. Callum, let my people take you back to the hotel,” he offered.
“…Alright,” Jack Clark hesitated for a moment before getting into the car of the law enforcement bureau.
As for Lake, after confirming Kautorus’s death, he took its corpse and left.
And as for the spoils of the battle, there was nothing at all. Besides the Transcendent Weapon that was destroyed, there was nothing on this guy. This was the part that made Jack Clark feel uneasy.
As Jack Clark rode in the law enforcement bureau’s car headed for the hotel, the entire Gunardo Country erupted in uproar, followed by a massive shake in the global cultivation world.
Because a king-level figure had fallen at Mason City in Gunardo.
Someone had also managed to capture long-distance photographs of Jack Clark standing face to face with Demon King Kautorus without his battle armor, and with his battle armor on, halo spinning behind him.
The person who took the pictures was lucky enough not to be killed by the battle’s shockwaves, and after the battle ended, they were crying and excitedly posting the photos to their social media.
The reason for crying was that his girlfriend of just two days had died in the aftermath of the battle.
[King’s Fall in Mason City]
[Evil God descends with the Demon God Sect, slain by military powerhouses on the outskirts of Mason City]
[Unbelievable, Mathilda Ward’s bodyguard actually slays a king-level figure] [This is why that bodyguard was so arrogant. The God Slayer, Darren Callum!! ] [Everyone, don’t get it wrong. That wasn’t a true king, just a soul avatar of a king of a different tribe, its cultivation was only at the Sixth Layer Heaven.] In no time, information about the fall of a king was everywhere on the internet. There wasn’t much choice, as the Blue Star World had been at peace for decades.
Plus, with the Federation’s strict control over Martial Arts information and laws.
Moreover, a major portion of advanced cultivators and high-ranking powerhouses had gone to the mythical world for various reasons, so the Blue Star World had not seen a battle above the high-order for a long time.
Even if there were any, they were just about killing mutant beasts in the ocean, a type of exceptional battle that ordinary people couldn’t witness, let alone the fall of a king-level entity.
As for the previous incidents involving high-level cultivator battles with Koroya, the information didn’t spread widely at the time due to a blockade. Soon, this information spread from the cultivation world to the ordinary people.
But ordinary people focused on different things.
They noticed the streets turned into ruins after the battle, the collapsing buildings, those cracks extending tens of meters, the huge pits with diameters of tens of meters, and the vehicles that had been shattered into pieces.
“Is that bodyguard a madman, actually fighting that monster in the city?” “Right, a lot of people died because of him; he should be sentenced, captured, and put on trial.”
“It’s too tragic, how could they attack ordinary people, they should take their battles outside the city.”
“Exactly, they killed so many people, they’re inhumane, we strongly demand that the Federation arrest and try them.”
“Are the people upstairs stupid? Do you know what the Evil God represents?
And you’re actually talking about arresting Darren Callum, arrest your freaking selves.”
“Morons, what does Darren Callum have to do with this? Every Evil God Sect Cultist deserves to be executed; what he did, slaying an Evil God Clone that had infiltrated, should count as a great merit instead.”
While the internet was abuzz with this battle, Jack Clark arrived at the hotel in the city center, and Mathilda Ward and others had just gotten off the car. Suddenly, Damon Lopes looked at Jack with a look of grievance, causing him to pause:”… Mr. Lopes, why are you looking at me like that?”
Mathilda Ward couldn’t help but laugh:”… It’s because his moment in the spotlight was stolen by you again.”
In the previous attack on the convoy, Damon Lopes was like a deity wielding Thunder, killing every invading demon with an invincible might.
He thought he would make a big impression this time and shock the world.
But just as the online discussion about his Innate Awakening was heating up, it was suppressed by the news of Jack’s fight with the Demon King and even the news of his slaying.
This made Damon Lopes wonder if his nature clashed with Jack’s, if he was somehow being restrained by that guy; otherwise, why could he never make the headlines?
After lightening the atmosphere a bit, Mathilda Ward asked in surprise, “We all saw the phenomenon of the Blood Moon falling earlier; was that Demon King clone really slain?”
Jack nodded, “Yes, dead, but something feels odd to me.”
Jack then detailed the battle.
Damon Lopes pondered, “That means it recognized your potential and, despite its crumbling shell, decided to burst out with full strength to suppress you.” “That makes sense,” he said.
“But as a Demon King-level being that has existed for hundreds of years and survived countless battles, its behavior does seem somewhat reckless and impulsive.”
Jack nodded, “That’s what I feel too.”
However, doubts aside, the strength Jack displayed in this battle shocked countless people.
Ordinary people could understand that the bodyguard named Darren Callum was very powerful, who had chopped down an Evil God Clone of the Evil God Sect.
Only cultivators understood how terrifying the talent he displayed was.
Even Damon Lopes wouldn’t dare to claim he could kill a king-level avatar; he was only confident he could contend and entangle with one.
Thinking of this, Damon Lopes curiously asked, “How about it, Brother Callum, how did it feel to exchange blows with that King’s avatar?”
Jack spoke solemnly, “Very strong, even stronger than we previously imagined.”
Although the battle started quickly and ended just as fast, Ciautorus’s use and control of strength reached an apex.
If it weren’t for his reaction speed and attack speed being terrifyingly fast, the same destructive force might not necessarily overpower his opponent.
It seemed like just a few simple moves, but each time as they neared, Ciautorus’s Sword Skill would change hundreds of times in an instant, with overbearing strength that contained dozens of hidden energies.
Pulling, spinning, continuous rebound, his Martial Skills already reached a profound level.
Unfortunately, all these so-called techniques are nothing before absolute speed and strength; no matter how many variations you have, I will break them all with sheer force.
At the same time, thousands of kilometers away in Berlin, within a secret underground research facility.
In a white sealed room with transparent Cultivation Pods bubbling with nourishing fluid, a bald youth suddenly sat up.
“Welcome back, Demon King..”
