Armipotent

Chapter 1421 Pitiful God

?The sky was covered with the black fire cloud, completely putting the Capital of The Osligia Kingdom in the darkness. The temperature rose as the fire made a wave in the sky.

Tang Shaoyang got the idea behind The Clown God. It was not a skill to defeat or kill him. It was a skill for Clown God to escape. The Clown God should know the fire did not work on him. The fact he used such a big area skill was to make a cover to retreat.

If it was The Tang Empire\'s territory, then The Clown God made the right choice. However, he did not have any relation with The Osligia Kingdom. In fact, he had an ill relationship with The Osligia Kingdom of what happened before.

He glanced at Rumru, "Can you protect yourself or do you want to go back to The Spirit World?"

"I will stay and watch you kill him! Can you do it quickly before the fire burns me?" The Black Dragon stared at The Clown God. He was not so concerned about the black fire above him.

"As you wish," Tang Shaoyang took out his sword, Nightfall. He immediately bent his body with his right hand at the sword\'s handle.

"Burn! You all should burn!" Esteven brought down his hand and the black fire cloud fell down. It was a skill that he forcefully acquired by crossing his authority over the System, Burning Doom. It was not a skill he got naturally.

He did not know any skill that might work on Tang Shaoyang. So he chose Burning Doom. Just as Tang Shaoyang thought, he used the skill so he could escape from Tang Shaoyang.

The plan was to escape from Tang Shaoyang now and look for a deadly skill in the System\'s list that could kill Tang Shaoyang. He has unlimited skills, but choosing one effective skill for one person from millions of skills was not easy.

On top of that, he had to make sure that he did not cross the line too much. He did not know what The System would do to them. At least not until they managed to persuade Lunea. Lunea with her resurrection skill was an important piece for them to test The System\'s limit.

As the fire cloud fell, he turned his back and ran away. He ran without any second thought, thinking that Tang Shaoyang might try to save the people from the Osligia Kingdom.

As the fire cloud fell, Tang Shaoyang used Heavenly Revoke. His figure blurred into the sky, cutting through the fire cloud.

Esteven sensed a danger coming from behind. He turned around and his eyes widened in shock. Despite being caught off guard, he managed to push himself to the side.

Swoosh!

The sword cut through his left shoulder, cutting through his whole left arm. What surprised him was the fact that his elemental body did not work. As if the skill was defective because blood poured from the wound and the flesh was visible.

His body was made of fire, and he was not supposed to get hurt in his current form. But the sword cut his actual body, "But how?" He blurted out.

Tang Shaoyang chuckled, "There\'s no way you think your elemental body is actually invincible, right?"

That was quite funny for The Clown God thought that they would be invincible with their elemental body. But then it did not take long for him to understand. These Gods had been on the top, no one could really hurt them but a few individuals. That made them think they were invincible because no one had yet to break their elemental body.

But he had the evolution of Slayer Energy, Chaos Energy. The energy that defied most of the skills so far. It cut through almost everything, it neutralized almost everything.

Tang Shaoyang raised his sword to the sky. The Chaos Energy harmonized with The Heavenly White Tiger, forming an image of The Heavenly White Tiger.

Esteven realized that escaping was impossible now. If he turned his back once more, he might die for real this time. The only way for him to survive was to fight him. His figure blurred in the black trail, rushing toward Tang Shaoyang.

He thought of disrupting the skill before whatever Tang Shaoyang used, did not hit him. But it was too late for that as Tang Shaoyang swung the sword down.

It looked like Tang Shaoyang was swinging the sword in slow motion. But Esteven knew it was not that slow because he was still halfway to reach Tang Shaoyang.

Roar!

The deafening roar echoed in the sky, but the roar did not come from Tang Shaoyang, but above. The Clown God looked as he saw the image of The Heavenly White Tiger pounce toward him.

Again, his quick reaction saved him, but he lost half of his body. From the right shoulder down to his right leg.

The black blood spurted out as half of his innards fell off. He lost his balance and fell. The Burning Doom was no longer in his sight. The moment he lost his concentration, his skill was canceled as well.

He was free-falling from the sky, still breathing even though he lost half of his body. The Elemental Body was slowly turned off, and yet, he was still wide awake. He was still far from dead.

If Tang Shaoyang left him for another hour, he might regenerate all his missing parts. That was the condition for him to survive, hoping Tang Shaoyang would not come to check on him.

Boom!

He fell into one of the houses in the capital and closed his eyes. That was his plan, pretending to be dead.

"You are quite entertaining. No wonder you decide to call yourself a Clown," Esteven heard the voice, filled with mockery. He endured it because he would return with more.

Tang Shaoyang approached the pretending clown and stepped on his face, "You are really dumb, hah? There\'s no notification in my head. You are still alive."

He reached the horn and dragged the body toward the temple, where Rumru was. The black fire cloud disappeared thanks to Tang Shaoyang. The Capital was still intact.

Tang Shaoyang threw the body toward Rumru who watched the fight from a distance, "As promised, He is yours. Isn\'t it better to avenge your wife and daughter with your own hand?"

Rumru nudged Esteven with his claw, and the Clown God was not moving, "He is dead already."

Tang Shaoyang shook his head as he picked up a stone. He threw the stone at The Clown God, aiming the crotch.

Plop!

Along with the sound and the splattered blood, Esteven screamed at top of his lungs.