McKinney tore off his crippled left hand expressionlessly, and countless blood instantly spilled out, raining down like a bloodstorm.
This blood, containing Level 3 Life, rged into the ocean, attracting countless creatures to devour it.
But the blood of Level 3 Life is not sothing lower life forms can touch; many sea demons exploded and died after devouring the blood, staining the ocean with blooms of blood.
Only after the blood is constantly diluted by seawater can so physically strong demons devour it.
Even demons capable of devouring this blood must rely on luck to digest the energy contained within.
With a bit of luck, they might advance further, even experiencing so peculiar evolution.
But if they are unlucky, the violent energy in the blood could cause ntal disturbance, rendering them unable to control such powerful energy, ultimately leading to their demise.
And all of this was rely inconsequential ripples from the battle.
Arnold’s strength far exceeded McKinney’s imagination; he even felt Arnold was stronger than Reynolds.
But this thought was extinguished in an instant; Reynolds is invincible, McKinney always believed that.
After losing his left hand, McKinney did not beco despondent; instead, he burst with even more intense battle spirit.
...
Two hours later.
Arnold, wielding a giant hamr, looked relaxed, while McKinney in front was already in a sorry state, covered in various bloodstains.
"How boring." Arnold shook his head, initially thinking he could have so fun, but the opponent was just an ordinary Level 3 Life, unable to give him any sense of urgency.
McKinney looked at Arnold ahead of him; he had tried his best but could not pose even the slightest threat to Arnold— the gap between them was too great.
He knew he might be facing death, a word that once seed so distant to him.
"Even in death, I can make you pay so price..." McKinney thought to himself.
He believed he could unleash trendous power, at least making it not so easy for Arnold to leave.
A strong Heart Thought erged, and McKinney’s aura skyrocketed, continuously climbing, reaching Demigod Level within monts.
"This..." Arnold sensed the change in McKinney; this beastman, who was on the brink of death a mont ago, suddenly beca a Demigod Level beastman.
Moreover, McKinney’s aura was still rising, seemingly unstoppable, heading toward the realm Arnold had always dread of.
Arnold did not intervene to stop McKinney’s transformation. He wanted to see what level McKinney could reach, not believing he would lose to this strange beastman.
When McKinney’s aura reached its peak, he felt he had reached an unprecedented realm, sensing many previously unperceived domains.
He seed to have grasped sothing profound and mysterious, but as he was savoring it, a beam of light pierced through the rift in the Beastman Plane and accurately hit McKinney.
This beam, only about two ters in diater, carried unimaginable energy and destructive power for McKinney.
Already a Demigod Level being, McKinney lted instantly when struck by the beam.
The beam not only lted McKinney but also lted all the seawater in that area of the ocean.
Arnold had already sensed the beam coming and had retreated far away to avoid it.
This beam originated from the Space Fortress, fired by its Precision Fixed Star Orbit Cannon, capable of eliminating Level 3 Life with one shot.
This weapon’s technology stems from the Fixed Star Orbit Cannon, once a Civilization-level weapon of a powerful civilization, capable of annihilating an ordinary planet with one shot.
Wizards analyzed and deconstructed its technological structure, developing the Precision Fixed Star Orbit Cannon, which is less powerful but more precise and has a smaller strike range.
This is only one of many weapons mounted on the Space Fortress, generally used for the elimination of specific individuals.
Arnold, looking indignant, returned to the tent and found Swain, shouting angrily, "Why did you intervene in my fight!"
"Your fight ans watching the enemy grow stronger, possibly even condensing Divine Status and becoming Level 4 Life?" Swain replied expressionlessly.
Only Swain had the authority to use the Precision Fixed Star Orbit Cannon in this operation.
Arnold had planned to fight McKinney after he beca stronger but didn’t expect Swain to obliterate him with one shot, leaving him feeling stifled and with no outlet for his built-up strength.
"Level 4 Life? Him? That’s impossible! If becoming a Level 4 Life were that easy, wouldn’t you and I be jokes?" Arnold found Swain’s reasoning absurd.
He did sense McKinney growing stronger rapidly but didn’t believe McKinney could reach Level 4, at most stopping at Demigod, just right to have a fight with him.
Swain glanced at Arnold and said, "Even if it’s just a one in a million chance, I won’t allow such a thing to happen, as it would affect the entire battle situation."
Swain pursued strategic stability; he disliked these sudden factors and didn’t want them affecting the war’s progress.
After sensing the strong Heart Thought on McKinney, he imdiately ordered the Space Fortress’s Precision Fixed Star Orbit Cannon to prepare and target McKinney.
McKinney was absorbed in the enlightennt of advancent and didn’t notice the threat from beyond the Plane.
When the Precision Fixed Star Orbit Cannon fired, McKinney sensed the threat of death and was about to evade when he realized he had already been hit.
The Fixed Star Orbit Cannon is not purely an energy weapon; it integrates power at the rule level.
This kind of power cannot be dodged simply by reaction; it’s too late once you realize it.
Still, using the Precision Fixed Star Orbit Cannon this ti disrupted their plans, as it was originally ant for Reynolds, and Swain intended to use this weapon to end the King of Beastn.
Now, having used the Precision Fixed Star Orbit Cannon, Reynolds is sure to be more guarded, making it harder to target him.
Swain had to adjust his plans and reconsider how to deal with Reynolds at minimal cost.
At the mont McKinney was hit by the Fixed Star Orbit Cannon, his body had lted, leaving only a trace of his soul remaining.
He looked toward the direction of the Greenfield Continent, with only one thought in his mind: "Fortunately, it was ..."
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