Chapter 2030 At Once

Chapter 2030 At Once

However, these were only minor in comparison to the true root of his strength. After learning the importance of perfecting his constitution before transcending, Chenglei, who had once arrogantly ignored his constitution, treated it like his treasure trove. He vastly improved, relying on Junior's expertise to carve out a smoother path for himself. He knew what he needed to do. If he wanted to avoid the fate of being mediocre on the Immortal Plane, he had to carve out his own path, a path that didn't just rely on the Sovereignty of the Dragon Race... But didn't entirely ignore it either. Orcus failed to ever gain a Higher Existence corpse puppet for himself, but that was because he was too weak to kill Higher Existences without the assistant of his undead. However, Chenglei would be different, he would be a Necromancer that could stand on the frontlines along with his puppets. He and Dyon together would strike fear in any battlefield they stood upon. He would follow Dyon to the ends of everything. He would reap the lives of anything that opposed him, even if what was to be reaped was the martial world itself!

The black devil Overlord could only turn to run. His Race was ranked second below the 12 Overlord Clans, yet he was actually the first to end up in such a sorry state. However, even if he wanted to run, would the draconic duo allow him? The other Overlords tried to stop it, but it was already too late. Chenglei appeared in his escape path, shooting a clawed kicked toward the latter's head. Dyon appeared to his back like a ghost, utilizing [Shadow Escape] from Orcus' legacy on a casual whim. His body became no different from a wisp of smoke, vanishing and appearing as it pleased. With a thought, a fist tore through space, aiming for the back of the black devil's head. BOOM!

The two attacks landed at once. The skull of the black devil was actually so strong that he didn't die instantly. Instead, the sickening sound of his bones cracking and his brain turning to mush sounded through the battlefield. Like a bursting rain of flesh, blood and bone, his headless corpse hell to the ground. There was no doubt that the black devils had incredibly robust bodies. The overlord was so heavy that when his corpse contacted the ground, it tore its way through, falling for hundreds of meters through the tough earth before finally coming to a stop. Dyon and Chenglei roared into the skies as though announcing their war kill. The thumping hearts of their enemies rushed through their ears like steroids pumping through one's veins as they surged forward once more.