Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 4306

Zen raised his head to scan the downgrader from head to toe. His posture remained unchanged since he appeared, and there was no hint of fear or caution.

It was as though he was a lifeless statue. There was no movement or momentum, which was peculiar for someone that had infinite energy.

It was unnecessary for the downgrader to initiate the confrontation using his bare fists. Of course, doing that was just out of habit.

"Mastema, can you stop?" Zen asked as he directly addressed the downgrader.

This was the first time that someone had referred to the downgrader by his name.

Buzz...

Hearing Zen speak it so casually infuriated the downgrader. The six pairs of compound eyes lit up simultaneously and shot out a sharp crimson light. The light was restrained to a certain degree, and it was as thin as a thread. It extended towards the enchanted barrier of the fairy palace and caused faint water ripples upon contact with its surface.

The downgrader had no intention to attack Zen with this move, but his reaction was forced out of him through anger.

"Shut up! You're just a lowly human being. What gives you the right to tell me what to do! Let Clarence come out. Let him talk to me!" the downgrader shouted, his tone reflecting unparalleled rage.

The people in the fairy palace were all taken aback by the downgrader's extreme reaction.

Why was the downgrader so triggered by Zen calling him 'Mastema'?

"Clarence has grown tired of everything. He has entrusted his entire strength to me," Zen said as he returned the downgrader's stern look.

"You can't be serious. Why would Clarence give all his strength to a lowly human like you? This is outrageous!"

Zen's words seemed to have fueled the rage lingering within the downgrader that he was trying hard to suppress.

Suddenly, a crack extended across his head, forming a large mouth intertwined with sharp teeth.

He flapped the wings on his back to flaunt his dominance over Zen. The wings were abnormally huge with scales etched all over them. His appearance was nothing short of a demon who arrived straight from the depths of hell to unleash divine punishment upon them.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, he advanced with untraceable speed and crashed into the enchanted barrier of the fairy palace.

The enchanted barrier once hailed to be invincible was forcefully twisted out of shape by the downgrader. Although it didn't shatter completely after the first blow, some parts of it took reasonable damage and were weakened.

The downgrader didn't top there, he continued to press on the enchanted barrier to test the limits of its resistance. He was only about a foot away from reaching Zen.

"Why? Just why was all of the strength passed down to such a lowly creature who doesn't deserve it?" the downgrader roared out of frustration at Zen. His voice was even more piercing than before.

However, Zen's demeanor remained steady and calm as he returned the downgrader's gaze.

He had seen faint hints of the Evil God's special characteristics from the downgrader.

The downgrader portrayed all elements of the Evil God's personality; strong, cunning, neurotic, and hysterical.

The downgrader continued to roar on top of his lungs as he appealed, "I'm this close to fulfilling your most cherished desire. I'm this close in making it happen. I'll be the one who will craft the most beautiful world you've ever seen with my own two hands. I implore you to take back your strength from this lowly creature!"

Of course, Clarence could see and hear the downgrader. However, he chose to remain silent as he stared blankly at him.

Why did Mastema suddenly get so worked up about Clarence passing his strength down to Zen temporarily?

The downgrader continued his rant for a long time before he went silent. His body was ultimately pushed into the air by the enchanted barrier of the fairy palace.

Zen gave out an exasperated sigh and shook his head before his body slowly ascended in the air. He made his way out of the enchanted barrier and moved in front of the downgrader to look him dead in the eye. "I'm in charge of the force of Clarence. Your biggest enemy right now is me."

"You don't deserve to wield it!"

Buzz...

Countless downgraders overlapped with each other as they launched an individual palm strike aimed at Zen. It was as though Zen was being rained with an infinite amount of fists one after another.

"Take this!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

When the first strike struck Zen, a palm print was imprinted on his chest, and then it was later overlapped with another palm print. Then a third one, and a fourth, and a fifth...

Within the short span of three seconds, Zen's chest was covered in tens of billions of palm strikes. His body almost became unrecognizable, now cloaked with countless palm imprints etched all over it.

After being struck with those attacks, Zen's features and limbs were bent out of shape to the point that they were severely disfigured. His bones and flesh had been integrated into a single organism, and his appearance was reduced to that of a ball of meat that had been continuously kneaded for tens of billions of times.