Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4178

"Hallet, Gus!"

Zen yelled when he saw them, bowing to both.

Hallet responded immediately, "Zen, how have you been?"

Zen and Augustus had had a very close relationship before.

He leaned forward, took a good look at him, and stretched his head out to smell his scent. "Zen, which stage of the Other Shore Realm have you reached by now?" he asked.

Zen said, "Huh. Which stage of the Other Shore Realm I'm at..."

Zen had no idea how to answer this question.

He'd been in Stage Thirty-three of the Other Shore, but he hadn't fused with an Other Shore Token in that stage. The levels of the Other Shore Tokens he had with him weren't very high.

It might not be accurate to say that he was at the thirty-third stage of the Other Shore Realm, but it was a fact that he was at the Eternal Realm.

"I'm at the twentieth stage of the Other Shore Realm!" Augustus said. "Since the Mysterious Yellow Tower was destroyed, I haven't obtained the Other Shore Token yet, but much to my luck, I've fused with a holy armor from the nineteenth floor," he continued, seemingly proud of himself.

He showed them the Other Shore Token as proof.

It appeared on him, causing a blue light to radiate from his body. The aura released by the holy armor was quite captivating. It looked as if it held a strong, mysterious power.

"It's an Other Shore Token of the mysterious type, isn't it?" Zen said, studying the token with his eyes.

"Yes!" Augustus said confidently. It was obvious he was very proud of his possession. "Do you want to have a try? But you better watch yourself. Even if you have infinite power, you won't be able to defeat me!" Augustus jested.

"Augustus, Zen's just returned. Give him a break," Bromley said, embarrassed at the behavior of his disciple. He always knew Augustus had something special in him, but sometimes, he did act like a complete idiot.

Hallet also looked at Augustus with a disapproving gaze. 'He's too haughty for his own good, ' he thought to himself.

Augustus, however, paid no attention to their reminders and stares. He had been waiting to battle Zen once he returned for too long.

Zen had the extremely formidable power, but Augustus wasn't ready to give up his challenge just yet.

"Augustus, if you so badly want to battle with me, then let your request be my command," Zen said, smiling smugly.

"Zen, the armor Augustus is wearing is extremely powerful. Even Rocher wouldn't be able to break from it if he were trapped by it. No matter how powerful you are, you won't be able to do anything to free yourself from its hold," Hallet reminded, worried.

Even though he knew Augustus was definitely no match for Zen, he still didn't want Zen to take any chances.

However, before Zen could respond, Augustus charged at him. "Zen! "Be careful!" Hallet yelled through the noise.

Streaks of blue light outlined the holy armor, making Augustus appear like a fast, radiating figure. As he waved his hands in the air, two semicircular blue spaces shot from his palms, attacking Zen.

The Other Shore Tokens in the Mysterious Yellow Tower were carefully chosen by the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord. Almost every floor had a unique Other Shore Token. The holy armor was one of them. If one were trapped in the armor's blue spaces, they wouldn't be able to escape, falling into a constant cycle. No one was able to free themselves from it, not even Rocher.

Little did Augustus know that Zen could use the power of the ancestry-level bloodline at will.

As soon as Augustus' spaces came charging at him, Zen had already analyzed the type of the space power and figured out a way to deal with it.

Bang!

The two semicircular spaces gathered together, locking Zen between them.

"What will our precious little Zen do to get out of this trap?" Augustus said mockingly and laughed proudly.

Zen stretched out his finger, and from it came a transparent spiral of power. With a quick move, he swept the spaces, completely slicing them with just the tip of his finger.

He tore the holy armor's mysterious, blue spaces so easily as if he had simply torn a piece of paper.