"What's going on?"
Sara stood up from the ground and was about to brush off the dust on her body. Her ears twitched slightly as she focused on the slight tremors in the space.
"An earthquake?"
The camp leader replied hesitantly. Looking around, there were only seven adventurers following them. Most of them had fallen into other half-planes and were scattered.
The people stood on the dark red gravel and looked around. There was nothing in this land covered by ominous green clouds. It was quiet all around.
"This should be a physical space created by the giant nine-headed snake. Based on this alone, its ability is definitely above legendary."
Sara was a little worried. A monster that could grow to legendary was not easy to deal with. Moreover, this space seemed familiar, which gave her a bad feeling.
"We should think of a way to leave quickly," the camp leader suggested.
"That's right."
Sara squinted her eyes and looked around. She was not as carefree as before. "This kind of space cannot be created out of thin air. It has a physical base. Find it and destroy it. Then we can leave."
…
Clang!!!
Monaibalor's blade and Caesar's fist collided. The difference in size between the two was huge. Monaibalor was almost mistaken by Caesar as a demon. He had a huge body like the Lord of the Abyss, and the huge bat wings on his back were burning with dark green flames. On the other hand, Caesar had not removed his disguise and still maintained his human body.
However, their strength seemed to be about the same.
Caesar could clearly feel an endless amount of power gushing out from his opponent's body. This brute force was acting on the long blade, and as he continued to increase his strength, it was also increasing.
"Monaibalor, is this the giant nine-headed snake that people speak of?
As a derivative — which is also a minion, you are stronger than I thought. "
Caesar did not expect that the monster could still stop him even after he had increased his strength in disguise to such a level. "I'm looking forward to seeing that monster. I hope it can make me more excited."
He suddenly released his strength and did not continue to wrestle. He pulled his body back and took advantage of the time when Monaibalor was moving forward with the long blade to dodge the sharp blade. His right hand was like a knife and slashed down vertically, hitting the arm that Monaibalor used to hold the blade.
Slash.
The sound of flesh and skin being cut open.
With a swoosh, Monaibalo's enormous body suddenly disappeared.
Caesar was stunned. Before he could react, he felt a huge force crashing down on him from behind.
Rumble!
He elbowed Menebalor, but his humanoid limbs limited his destructive and defensive power. His elbow struck Menebalor's sharp claws, but he was unable to stop the attack.
The demon-like monster had appeared behind him out of nowhere. It raised its front hooves and swung its giant blade at him.
Before he could react, one of Monaibalo's sharp claws swept over from another direction. With a gust of wind, it slammed heavily into his waist.
Bang!
Caesar was sent flying and crashed into the dark red ground in the distance. Smoke and dust filled the air, and gravel flew everywhere. It was as if a large caliber heavy artillery shell had smashed into the ground.
"So annoying …"
Caesar slowly got to his feet and cracked his neck. "It's been too long. I'm no longer used to my human form … I don't know how to fight …"
Whoosh.
The chain wrapped around Monaibalo's body was lifted and lashed at Caesar's head.
If one looked at it in slow motion, one could see that half of the black-robed man's head had caved in. His cheeks, eyeballs, and mouth were all distorted. Then, he was sent flying again as if he had been struck by lightning.
Monaibalo chased after him with its four hooves. Halfway through, it raised its long blade again. A giant claw that was almost the size of its head suddenly shot out of the smoke and grabbed its head.
"Roar."
Monaibalo let out a low roar. Its body staggered forward as if it was being pulled by a huge force. It tried its best to lean back, and its hooves left four deep trenches in the ground. However, it was still unable to change the situation.
In the billowing smoke and dust, the smoke gradually dispersed, revealing a giant claw covered in black scales and spikes.
"Wait a moment."
Caesar grabbed Monaibalo. His body was still in human form, but his right arm had turned into a terrifying claw. As he spoke, he rubbed his face with his hand. When his face returned to normal, he began his next move.
Caesar grabbed Monaibalo's head with one hand and raised it high in the air. "Since I can't deal with it in my pseudo form, I'll just use one-tenth of my power."
His body was still only about 1.8 meters tall, but his right claw kept expanding until it was more than ten meters tall. It could even lift Monaibalo up. The scene was very strange and terrifying.
Clang, clang, clang …
Monaibalo used its arms and blades to hit the giant claw that was holding it, but it was useless. Caesar's real power was terrifying. Just by comparing their sizes, the two of them were not on the same level. His right claw alone was the same size as its body.
"Is Ukrahir with the Hydra?"
Caesar stared at the monster's vicious eyes and asked, "And, how do I get out of here?"
"Dragon, slave."
A mocking, hypocritical, and gloomy voice came out of Monaibalor's mouth. The words that came out of his mouth were like a venomous snake wriggling around a dead man's mouth. They were weak, small, and deadly. "You think you have won, but other than decay, you have nothing, Quill …"
Bang.
The head exploded. Dark green and tender white flesh and blood splattered in all directions. Monaibalo's huge headless body fell heavily to the ground. Sour blood gushed out of its neck like a fountain.
"Forget it if you don't want to talk."
Caesar retracted his claw and shook off the dirt on his hand. Listening to this nonsense was killing his brain cells. "I don't want to hear anything else."
Caesar did not need to spend much effort to leave this space. A few years ago, his battle with the Flame Demon King Azliers had destroyed a half-plane. That was a real material space that had the potential to form a new world. However, this place was different. This place was just a fragile half-plane that had been created.
Caesar remained calm. His claw slowly pierced into the fragile void, causing ripples of pain. Then, the space in front of Caesar began to dissolve, turning into a dark vortex that absorbed light.
As time passed, the area around the vortex began to expand.
From the perspective of a planar observer, a bulge appeared in this already unstable space. Then, it expanded, shattered, and quickly spread until it was devoured by nothingness and chaos.
The Space Creator's painful will was like boiling molten iron, burning every nerve in its body. It realized that it was restricting something that was difficult to control, and this way of escaping its control would cause great damage to itself.
Pleas, threats, roars … all kinds of emotions descended upon this gradually destroyed space, conveying its will to the creator of this disaster. However, Caesar continued to do as he pleased. He completely destroyed this half-plane and returned to Airadia's Bramble Mountain.