[Origin Angel (Lazuli)]
[Talent: Myth 9-star → Origin]
[Level: Monarch Tier One]
[Power: 500,000 → 10,000,000]
[Constitution: 500,000 → 10,000,000]
[Spiritual: 500,000 → 10,000,000]
[Speed: 500,000 → 10,000,000]
[Skills: Origin Angel Form, Law Creation (Destruction, Guardian), Origin Domain]
Under the soul-devouring talent and the blessing of Lazuli’s Origin Angel form.
Lazuli’s various attributes have reached ten million.
Completely surpassing the usual Totem Tier Two.
Plus, with Lazuli’s two supre laws, her true combat power...
Far exceeds the level currently displayed.
Then, Aster Grant’s fingers slowly swept across all the vicious beasts and Demon Clan mbers in the stands.
His voice was calm, yet carried a chilling intent to crush everything:
"If you disagree with the Human Race’s request for a substitution, then I...."
"Will act imdiately to kill every vicious beast and Demon Clan mber present...."
"Slaughter them all!"
The Divine Pattern possesses sentience, which Aster Grant understood long ago.
And this cold female voice was the manifestation of the Divine Will.
Therefore, the threat from Aster Grant’s mouth was not without any effect.
In contrast, the mont Aster Grant spoke those words.
The chanical female voice from earlier instantly went silent, as if evaluating the weight of Aster Grant’s words.
However, upon hearing these words, Frost Serpent and several Totem-level Demon Clan mbers couldn’t sit still.
This suddenly appearing human....
Actually dared to claim he would kill all the vicious beasts and Demon Clan mbers present.
Was this not disregarding them entirely?
"How dare you!"
Frostfang was the first to roar out.
As the most loyal subordinate of Frost Serpent, it could not tolerate anyone showing such disdain for its master.
"Human Race! Even if your Beastbond aura is bizarre, it certainly isn’t your capital to act wildly here!"
Aster Grant did not even glance at it, rely shifted his gaze to Lazuli by his side, and gently raised his hand.
No words were needed, Lazuli understood.
The twelve wings behind her sparkled, with the left six wings transforming into a deep, destructive crimson, and the right six wings radiating a pure, guardian gold!
The two completely opposing supre laws converged in her palm, not only not repelling each other but perfectly blending under the dominion of the [Origin] talent, like a Dualis Fish!
"Buzz——!"
At the mont of law fusion, Lazuli’s aura surged once more!
An even more imnse aura, nearing the essence of the world, swept forth!
[Origin Angel (Lazuli)]
[Talent: Myth 9-star → Origin]
[Level: Monarch Tier One]
[Power: 10,000,000 → 15,000,000]
[Constitution: 10,000,000 → 15,000,000]
[Spiritual: 10,000,000 → 15,000,000]
[Speed: 10,000,000 → 15,000,000]
[Skills: Origin Angel Form, Law Creation (Destruction, Guardian), Origin Domain]
Attributes jumped another five million!
This is not just an increase in quantity but a qualitative leap!
In the Origin Angel state, Lazuli is nearly immune to most law-level attacks. More terrifyingly, she can "create" Destruction and Guardian Laws out of thin air!
This ans, given ti, her power can grow almost indefinitely!
In the next mont, golden-red light infused with the power of dual laws shot skyward.
Transford into countless substantive, condensed law swords imbued with the essence of Guardian and Destruction.
Like the Sword of Damocles, they hung precisely over the head of every vicious beast and Demon Clan mber!
Aside from Frost Serpent and the three Totem Demon Lords who could barely support themselves, all other vicious beasts and Demon Clan mbers....
Under this terror imposing beyond their comprehension, they were instantly immobilized, unable to move even a paw!
The shadow of death engulfed their minds like icy tides!
Aster Grant began the final countdown, his voice devoid of emotion:
"Count of three. If you disagree with the substitution request..."
"The next match does not need to continue."
Without waiting for a response, he directly proclaid:
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
As the final number fell, Aster Grant unswervingly pressed down his raised hand!
The hovering law swords let out a soul-trembling hum, seemingly about to fall and turn the stage below into a death zone!
[—Agreed!]
At the last mont, the chanical female voice finally resounded with a barely noticeable urgency!
[Human Race’s substitution request has been approved!]
A gamble won! A cold smile curled up at the corner of Aster Grant’s mouth as, with a thought, Lazuli instantly suppressed all her aura, and the multitude of law swords vanished like mirages.
He had long deduced that one of the core rules of the Divine Will was to ensure the "Inheritance Trial" proceeded smoothly.
A mass slaughter of contestants disrupting the trial would obviously go against this supre rule.
Using this point, he forced compliance!
Subsequently, Aster Grant, with Lazuli, directly stepped onto the Kratosium.
Then, with a casual Celestial Grace, he lifted Zane Drake’s Life Burning status.
After all, Zane Drake’s Life Burning status was not as troubleso as The Winslow Family’s.
A simple Celestial Grace could undo this status.
"Drake, well done." Aster Grant regarded the sowhat dazed Zane Drake with respect, "Leave the next to ."
Zane Drake finally ca to his senses.
Seeing Aster Grant before him, he was montarily speechless.
Yet under Aster Grant’s urging, he vacantly exited the Kratosium.
Almost the mont Zane Drake stepped out of the Kratosium bounds, the chanical female voice impatiently announced, as if fearing further changes:
[First match of the Half-step Totem Level: Human Race’s Aster Grant vs. Vicious Beast Frostfang!]
[Battle begins!]
On the stands, Frost Serpent and the three Totem Demon Lords’ faces were so dark they nearly dripped water!
They were forced by a re human junior to change the rules in such a domineering manner!
More frustratingly, while locked by those law swords, they truly felt a life-threatening danger, making them dare not act rashly!
"Hmph! Let him have his arrogance!"
A Totem-level Demon Clan mber gnashed his teeth in frustration.
"He can only fight one match! The ultimate victory is still ours!"
On stage, Frostfang was already devoid of its previous arrogance, its massive body involuntarily trembling, and its gaze at Aster Grant filled with terror.
The mont it was locked, it seed to glimpse death itself.
Aster Grant slowly paced forward, standing in front of Frostfang, looked down upon the giant wolf, his voice icy:
"Just now, it seed like you said..."
"The Human Race is trash?"
The mont Aster Grant’s words fell, Frostfang’s massive body began to tremble violently beyond its control.
It wanted to open its mouth to argue, but found its throat frozen as if sealed, only able to emit fear-filled gasps.
"It seems you understand the answer well."
Aster Grant did not even look back at Lazuli.
He rely raised a finger slightly.
The law sword woven with golden and crimson hanging over Frostfang’s head silently dropped.
There was no earth-shattering sound, nor any struggle process.
Frostfang’s body, robust as a Totem level, lted away quietly like ice in the sun upon touching the sword tip, its spirit entirely erased.
From start to finish, Aster Grant’s gaze had not lingered on it for even a second, as if only brushing away a speck of dust.
The entire arena fell silent.
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