Chapter 284: An Ling's Demise

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"Race. He is not human..." An Ling's battle-crazed smirk only seemed to grow at this revelation. She really couldn't wait any longer!

And with nothing capable of holding her back, she lunged at the devil-like man, her body quickly blurring with the immense speed that she moved at.

ZOOOM!

Her galiant yet insane countenance phased in and out of points in space as she couldn't wait to fight this man and his overwhelming aura!

She couldn't wait-!

WAAAA!

"!?!?"

Just as An Ling was about to punch the intruder with everything she had, a sudden phenomenon occurred within the aura of the devilish figure.

"What the hell-!?"

An Ling visibly witnessed his aura jump from roughly her level to a degree that she couldn't even hope to fathom!

"Peak Quasar Lord Realm...? No, even higher... and in such a brief period of time..."

Neither An Ling nor Galactic General Bo knew what the hell just happened, but they did know that this man was without a doubt a serious threat.

"I will report this back to the Galactic Lord-"

"I will fight!"

Galactic General Bo retreated from the scene, while An Ling's excitement only grew; she wanted to fight!

She wanted to see if this powerful man could sate her yearning for a worthy battle! She had to-

SHING!

All it took was a single sword strike for a line of blood to emerge on An Ling's right cheek as an unbelievably sharp sword Qi Arc flashed past her body!

Without a chance to alter the outcome of this devastating sword strike, An Ling turned her body around just in time to see a similar line of blood form on Galactic General Bo's face. However, in contrast to hers, his cut started from the top of his forehead and reached all the way down to his groin.

"Galactic General Bo, you-..."

SPURT!

An Ling watched as the Galactic General was split into two, with both halves of his body rebounding off each other and shooting in two different directions.

BOOM! BOOM!

Her life went on like that for many eons, stretching over the span of tens of millions of years...

However, in the end, her superiority complex and false yearning for battle was overwhelmed—overwhelmed by something that went beyond the surface level.

It was something primal. It was something that told her to run, for if she didn't...

Cold sweat drizzled down An Ling's rapidly flashing face as she ran. She ran with everything she had!

No destination!

No target!

She only wanted to live!

She wanted to see the next day-!!

"I Want To Live!!!"

SPURT!

"That's too bad, because I want your loot."

"!!!"

Just as An Ling thought she might've had a chance of escaping, a hand emerged from the front side of her chest.

It messed up her insides, forcefully absorbing all her Essence through the use of a Demonic Technique.

"Pl-Please....! Let me live! I'll do whatever you like! My body, you c-can have it!" An Ling started to ugly cry as she held onto the muscular hand with her far smaller palms.

"Is that so...?"

"Yes! I will do anything you like-!"

SPURT!

"Wha-"

The last thing An Ling ever saw was the sadistic, toothy grin on Azmodeus's face as he ripped her head off her body.

"Phew! Now that that is done and out of the way, let's absorb this coward's existence and look at the system notifications."

Azmodeus extended a number of energy tendrils from his body and absorbed the essence of all the different pieces of An Ling.

While that was happening, a plethora of pop-ups appeared in front of his face.

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