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"You … are looking for death!"
Hearing Qin Fang's words, Othello's face darkened. He could tolerate Qin Fang's contempt and mockery, but he could not tolerate Qin Fang's mockery of the holy beast soul he summoned.
The holy beast soul had been passed down in the Freemasonry for thousands of years. Almost every generation of Temple Messengers would receive its inheritance. Hundreds of generations of Taurus Temple Messengers had nurtured and passed it down, which was why the holy beast soul could survive until now.
This was the holy beast soul that Othello relied on, and it was also his belief.
The Freemasons did not only believe in one god like the Holy See. They did not even have a common belief, but there was a strict requirement, which was that they must have their own belief … The belief of the twelve Holy Temple Messengers was their holy beast soul.
Speaking of belief, it was natural that there would be fanatics.
There was no doubt that Othello was a fanatic of the Taurus Holy Beast, an unparalleled fanatic.
Naturally, he would not allow anyone to blaspheme his belief.
"Hahahaha …"
Qin Fang laughed even more exaggeratedly and looked at Othello with disdain. He curled his lips and said sarcastically, "I didn't expect that a Supreme Master could be such an idiot. Do you really think you can defeat me with just a holy beast soul?"
"Humph …"
Othello's face turned even gloomier, and the Taurus Holy Beast floating around him seemed to be very angry as well. Its huge eyes were shining with dazzling light.
"Since you know this Taurus is the holy beast soul, you should also know that there is a more powerful creature that is even more powerful than the holy beast!"
Qin Fang ignored him and asked with a smile.
"Mythical beast?"
Othello was stunned. How could he not know this?
But …
"Don't tell me you can summon the beast soul of a Mythical beast?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on Othello's face, and his tone was full of contempt … Because this was simply impossible, at least it was impossible on Earth. The aura here had almost dissipated, and there was no place for mythical beasts to live.
It was for this reason that the Holy Beast Soul he possessed had no choice but to use this method to survive … Relying on the blood essence and souls of generations of Temple Emissaries to nourish it, it slowly survived.
However, Divine Beasts were much more tyrannical than Holy Beasts. Their living conditions were much harsher than Holy Beasts. Thousands of years ago, even Holy Beasts were unable to survive, let alone Divine Beasts … Needless to say, in this era, the Spiritual Qi was incomparably thin. It was completely incomparable to thousands of years ago.
That was why he spoke with such confidence and disdain.
Because he firmly believed that … Qin Fang could never summon the beast soul of the divine beast.
"Of course … I can't!"
Qin Fang replied with a smile. He paused in the middle and noticed that Othello's breath was stagnant for a moment. When Qin Fang said the last two words, Othello breathed a sigh of relief.
"But …"
However, Qin Fang did not intend to let him go. He smiled and said, "I can summon a Mythical beast …"
"Uh …"
Upon hearing this, Othello almost bit off his tongue. He had just heaved a sigh of relief, but Qin Fang's words made him gasp for breath. His eyes widened in shock as though they were going to pop out at any moment.
"Hahaha …"
But soon, he couldn't help but laugh wildly. He clutched his stomach and laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "This is really … really … too funny!
Mythical beast … Summon a Mythical beast … Can you … Can you make up a more ridiculous joke? "
In Othello's eyes, this was indeed a ridiculous joke. He could not help but laugh wildly.
In this era, even the beast souls of Holy Beasts could only survive in this way. Mythical Beasts … It was hard to say if the beast souls of Mythical Beasts could survive, let alone the Mythical Beasts themselves. It was impossible.
Naturally, Qin Fang's words were very, very ridiculous.
"Well …"
Qin Fang didn't care about Othello's reaction at all. At this moment, he pointed at Othello's back and reminded him, "You … look behind you before you continue to laugh, right?"
"Behind me?"
Othello's smile froze for a moment. He seemed to be a little embarrassed by Qin Fang's words. However, he quickly recovered and revealed a mocking look. "Are you trying to use such a ridiculous trick to attract my attention so that you can take the opportunity to escape?"
"You are too smart …"
Qin Fang's expression was quite calm. He just shook his head lightly and said.
However, anyone could hear the sarcastic tone in his words …
"Huh …"
Othello was stunned for a moment. At the same time, he also felt that the aura of the holy beast soul, which was connected to his mind, had become very different. There were obvious emotional fluctuations, and most importantly, it was … fear?
Even the beast soul of the Holy Beast felt fear?
Could it be … Is what he said true?
Othello's face changed completely. He did not care that Qin Fang was not far away from him. He quickly turned his head and looked behind him …
Eyes!
A pair of huge eyes appeared in his field of vision … It was only one or two meters away from him. They were looking at each other, and at the same time, it blocked Othello's vision.
It was because of this that he could not see the full face of the person. However, just this pair of eyes alone was enough to make Othello, who was a Supreme, feel fear.
But at this moment, the owner of the pair of huge eyes slowly stepped back. Othello could finally see the full appearance of the owner of the pair of huge eyes.
"Dragon?"
Othello looked at the huge creature in front of him with great surprise.
Although he was a westerner, he was not like those Europeans who only knew that winged lizards were dragons. The Freemasonry had been passed down for a long time, and it left a lot of precious information, including some Holy Beasts and Mythical Beasts.
He naturally knew that in the distant east, there were many extremely terrifying and tyrannical existences … Dragons were existences that stood at the peak of the level. Among them, there were quite a few dragons that were at the level of Divine Beasts, and the weaker ones were at the level of Holy Beasts.
As for those winged lizards in the west, although some of them had terrifying strength, the possibility of them becoming Holy Beasts was not high. At most, they would reach the level of Spirit Beast King or Demon Beast. They could not be compared with those real Divine Beasts and Dragons.
The one in front of him … was undoubtedly the Eastern Mythical Dragon, a real Mythical Beast!
Why not a Holy Beast?
Even the Holy Beast Soul, which was connected to his mind, felt fear, and even wanted to retreat into his body … Othello could not think of any other possibility except for a real Mythical Beast!
"Is it really a Mythical Beast?"
Othello still couldn't believe what he was seeing. He carefully examined the Mythical Dragon and confirmed that it wasn't the soul of a Mythical Dragon. It was a real Mythical Dragon!
"How is this possible?"
Othello exclaimed almost subconsciously.
There was no place for Mythical Beasts to live on Earth, and they had been extinct for countless years. How could a Mythical Beast suddenly appear on Earth?
Especially according to the news from the Holy Beast Soul, this Mythological Beast was still in its infancy, so it hadn't hatched for a long time. This was something that was completely impossible … It was impossible for a Mythological Beast to survive on Earth, let alone hatching it.
For a Mythological Beast to survive, one only needed to meet the minimum requirements … However, if one wanted to hatch it, the amount of energy required was an unimaginable astronomical figure.
It could be said that the energy of such a step was enough to allow an ordinary person to instantly surpass the Supremacy Realm or even higher. It could allow an ordinary wild beast to directly soar to the level of a Holy Beast!
Obviously, Earth could not meet such conditions …
However, the reality was right in front of him!
"What … what do you want?"
Although this Mythical Dragon was still in its infancy, and its strength might not be comparable to a Supreme Realm master, Othello had completely lost the courage to fight.
It was not that he was afraid of Qin Fang, but he was afraid of this Mythical Dragon.
To be precise, it was the Holy Beast Soul that was connected to his mind that was scared …
"Hand over the Holy Beast Soul …"
Qin Fang said straightforwardly.
"That's impossible!"
"If you insist, I'll have no choice but to fight to the death …" Othello refused without hesitation.
Although the Holy Beast Soul was scared, it also affected Othello.
However, when he heard Qin Fang's conditions, he knew that there was no way to negotiate …
He was connected to the Beast Soul of the Holy Beast. If he died, the Beast Soul of the Holy Beast would not have much of a problem. However, if there was a problem with the Beast Soul of the Holy Beast, he would suffer a backlash. The chances of him dying were as high as 70%.
The replacement of any Temple Emissary was done with their own lives. This was also why there were only twelve Temple Emissaries, and why all the Temple Emissaries who had left their positions had disappeared.
In other words, if he handed over the Holy Beast Soul, he would definitely die …
"Is that so?"
Qin Fang was not in a hurry … From the moment Othello summoned the Holy Beast Soul, he was not in a hurry at all. He did not even care that Othello was much stronger than him.
It was undeniable that Qin Fang might not be able to defeat Othello even if he used all his strength, Renyuan Jindan, Marionette, Little Dragon, and Celestial Silkworm.
However, with the addition of the Holy Beast Soul …
For Othello, the Holy Beast Soul had almost doubled his strength. Normally, it would only bring great pressure to his opponent.
However, something unexpected had happened. The Holy Beast Soul had become Othello's biggest weakness.
It was because the most impossible situation had happened. The Holy Beast Soul had almost no natural enemy, but its natural enemy had appeared … Divine Beasts, whether it was the Holy Beast Soul or its body, were the natural enemies of the Holy Beast Soul.
In other words, the Holy Beast Soul was like its favorite food when it encountered the Holy Beast Soul.
Xiaolong's saliva almost flowed out of its mouth as it gazed at the huge golden bull …
It was undeniable that the current environment of the earth was not suitable for beasts above the peak of the spirit beast king to live … Even the spirit beast king could hardly survive in the outside world. This was also why Qin Fang almost never saw the spirit beast king outside, and even the spirit beasts were very few.
There was no need to even mention Demonic Beasts, Holy Beasts, and Divine Beasts …
However, Little Dragon was a special exception.
Its appearance was caused by Qin Fang's body system. Qin Fang still did not understand how this Mythical Dragon became a pet egg … However, because it was a Mythical Beast, Qin Fang rarely used it. Every time he used it, it consumed an unimaginable amount of energy.
For example, this time, Qin Fang cut a large piece of Savage God Stone for it to consume. That was why it could last for such a long time.
However, compared to the Untamed Divine Stone, this Saint Beast Soul was a great tonic for Xiaolong.
It could be said that as long as it swallowed this Holy Beast Soul, although it wouldn't be able to quickly advance from the infant stage to the mature stage, its strength would definitely increase by a lot … It would definitely reach the level of a Spirit Beast King.
If Little Dragon was not a Mythical Beast and this giant golden bull was just a Holy Beast Soul, Little Dragon would have gained even more benefits …
Of course, the harvest before their eyes was already very huge.
"Since you don't know how to appreciate favors, I will take it myself …"
Qin Fang did not intend to reconcile with Othello … He came here tonight to kill Othello, a Supreme. However, he underestimated Othello's strength, which was why he was so embarrassed.
However, the situation was completely different now …
"Little Dragon, swallow it …"
Qin Fang directly ordered Little Dragon.
At this time, he would not be soft-hearted … The beast soul of the Taurus Saint Beast was not only a tonic for Xiaolong, but also a great threat to Qin Fang. If he did not kill it now, when would he have the chance?
Roar ~ ~
The little dragon had been waiting for a long time. Now that it had received Qin Fang's order, it would not be polite. It immediately roared and rushed towards the giant golden bull … That pair of incomparably huge dragon eyes, released a terrifying light.
Moo ~ ~
The giant golden bull felt a great pressure when the dragon arrived. Naturally, it couldn't just sit there and wait for death. It immediately roared, turned into a golden light, and rushed out of the temple, ignoring Othello.
Puff ~ ~ ~
After the giant golden bull ran away, Othello suddenly opened his mouth and spat out blood … It was as if the blood was free. He could not stop it even if he wanted to. Qin Fang clearly noticed that Othello, who had reached the Supreme level, was dying at an extremely fast speed.
The giant golden bull was a Holy Beast Soul, and it had a special connection with Othello. It was similar to some kind of contract … However, the giant golden bull was the one who had the initiative, so it could easily cut off the connection between them.
Although the Holy Beast Soul needed to be nourished by masters, it could only focus on self-preservation at critical times … As for how to survive in the future, it could only wait until after the current disaster.
Othello was the one who suffered when the Holy Beast Soul ran away.
Qin Fang did not even need to do anything to kill Othello. Othello's life was already at 80%.
It could be said that Qin Fang only needed a gentle slap to kill this Supreme.
To kill or not to kill?
This was indeed a question that needed to be considered.
Qin Fang touched his chin and was a little uncertain.
It was undeniable that Othello's strength was dropping rapidly. Even if he didn't die soon, he would become a cripple. He might even become mentally retarded. However, he was a Supreme after all. He had relied on his own efforts to become a Supreme.
If Qin Fang used elixirs or elixirs to save him, there was still a certain chance that he could preserve his life and even preserve his cultivation of the Supreme Realm …
Of course, there was only a certain chance.
Perhaps, Qin Fang would lose all his eggs and chickens, without any harvest …
"I can't waste it …"
After thinking for a while, Qin Fang decided to use Soul Manipulation on Othello. Othello's current state was the best time to use Soul Manipulation, just like how Qin Fang controlled the Wind Wolf King.
While Qin Fang was using the Soul Controlling Technique, Xiaolong was chasing after the escaping beast soul of the Taurus Saint Beast …
The movement over there had little to do with Qin Fang, so he was too lazy to meddle in other people's business … The Sacred Beast's Beast Soul of the Taurus Sacred Beast was only a little useful to the little dragon. It was useless to him and even the Divine Silkworm, who was also a Divine Beast.
The Holy Beast Soul of the Taurus wanted to escape?
It was a good idea, but the possibility was not high.
If the Holy Beast Soul of the Taurus was still there, Xiaolong would not be able to do anything. He might even turn around and run away.
But now, it only had this little bit of beast soul left, and its strength was less than one percent or even one thousandth of its peak strength. Although it was still stronger than Xiaolong, it was no match for Xiaolong. Xiaolong was even able to restrain it, so one could imagine its fate.