Bang! Bang! Bang! Akin to dozens of stars going off at the same time, Henri's body was like a battlefield between mammoth world destroying beasts. With every Ethersence Fruit he tossed in his mouth, the sound of explosions deep within his body only ended up increasing. At the same time, the cracks on his body became even more pronounced. At first, the space created by the cracks only allowed for faint wisps of energy to leak out of his body, but this soon changed. As Henri continued devouring more Ethersence Fruits nonstop, the gaps in the cracks became even wider, causing thick arcs of energy to emerge into the surface, thrashing about. —[Player has received DMG +1M.. +1M.. +1M] x 10—[Player has received DMG +10M.. +10M.. +10M] x 20—[Player has received DMG +100M.. +100M.. +100M] x 30.. At the rate in which DMG points kept rolling in, Henri had long since gone numb to the noises made by the notifications. With his entire focus fixated on achieving True Metamorphosis, he fra

'i am dead!' with this thought process constantly ringing in his head, Henri discovered his sweat of persipation had already formed a small puddle on the ground. Perhaps due to the Steele exploding, the Valley was no longer enveloped by the miasma of Ragnarok energy. But Henri was far from pleased with this development — without the miasma posing a serious threat to his life, the emergency system function couldn't be triggered. In the current situation, only the emergency system function could guarantee him making it out of this valley alive, now that the Divine Embryo had emerged. Although Henri felt the World Slaying Bow was a close second, the current situation made it near impossible to utilize it. — he was being crushed against the ground after all. "Oh? for a weak and puny human, you possess a really sturdy physique." with that same haughty voice sounding once again, Henri finally had the opportunity to see the full appearance of his assailant. However he was completely st

'Crètin.' watching Henri struggle under her tight hold around the back of his neck, the Divine Embryo felt a weird sense of satisfaction and glee. The other party was just a puny human. Dealing with him in this fashion shouldn't cause her to bat and eye, so why was she feeling pleased with herself? — probably because the other party had nearly succeeded in subjugating her using the World Slaying Bow? Yes! That must be the reason why! "Hehehe. You really are predictable.." 'what?!' taken aback by this unexpected statement, the Divine Embryo finally noticed that Henri's struggling had stopped. Despite being caught in her tight and rigid hold, the Divine Embryo was befuddled when she sensed the air of confidence that was emanating from the puny human. Forcefully dispelling the bad feeling that was slowly starting to take root in the pit of her stomach, the Divine Embryo tightened her grip around his neck. At the same time, she sneered. "Hmph. Your false bravado won't work on me. A

"We can't retrieve it?" Henri was caught off guard by this statement from Lilith. "But the Jacob's Phantasm Flower is right there!" he pointed his finger towards the small field of grass in front of them. Apart from the Jacob's Phantasm Flower, Henri could already spot about a dozen rare Spiritual Herbs. If he wasn't a naturally cautious person, he would have already scrambled over to harvest the loots. [Don't you find it strange that despite the massive destruction that wiped out twelve mountains, this herbal field managed to survive while remaining completely unscathed?] [If I am not wrong, this field before us must be the eye of the True Matrix that was set up to guard and suppress the World Slaying Bow.] "But I have already claimed the World Slaying Bow. Shouldn't the True Matrix stop working?" Henri replied. At the same time, his vigilance rose sharply. He no longer saw the succulent herbal field as a treasure trove, but a terrifying viper pit. According to what Lilith told

"Oh?" Harry Smith's brows jumped in intrigue. Despite his revelation, he was surprised to note the completely calm demeanor of the masked Shaman. 'i should be careful around her ' reminding himself inwardly, he continued with a chuckle. "The plan was to use you lot as sacrifices, but I guess that isn't going to happen now.." Wiping the bloodstains from his face, he tilted his gaze toward the Buklyn River. "To think that little bastard would beat me to the punch," he muttered under his breath."Y—You! None of what you are saying makes any sense!" Taking advantage of Harry’s momentary distraction, Dagon swung his blade toward the other man’s neck—he was going directly for the kill. Without even sparing him a glance, Harry Smith leaned back. Easily avoiding the trajectory of the slash, he reciprocated with a swift kick. The impact landed squarely on Dagon’s chest with such power that a bloody hole burst through his back."B—bastard!" Struggling to string together his last words, Dago