"No way! I'd rather give it to this young man than give it back to the Heavenly Demon Clan!" Bart said, his lips curled disdainfully.
At the moment, his expression suddenly became stern, as he took out a stone slate carved with strange patterns from his inner pocket and handed it to Rocky.
"Sir, what are you doing? What is this?" Rocky couldn't help asking, even as he carefully accepted the strange slate in his hands.
"You should leave now, while I cover for you two. The Heavenly Demon Clan desperately wants to deal with you, so you have to be careful. Consider this as my gift to you. Go and find the other half of the map, which will help you find the power to fight against the spiritual race," Bart instructed him. Rocky's face looked serious as he listened, for he knew that Bart was giving him a heavy responsibility.
"I'm not so weak that I need you to cover for me, sir. In fact, it will be easier for me to make a move if you two don't come. But forget that..." Rocky's face froze. He immediately opened his Magic Spiritual Space and a figure flew out from it.
"Brat, you finally let me make a move." Glutton laughed wildly, disregarding all the people around them.
"Haven't you been wanting to kill the spiritual race beings for a long time? Now the opportunity has come. Just kill as many as you can. My current strength is enough for you to maintain your original form," Rocky said with an evil smile. The dim light cast shadows on his face, making him look like an angel of death.
"Then I'll not stand on ceremony." As if it was ready to move, Glutton looked around at the dense crowd of the Heavenly Demon Clan members.
The next moment, a breathtaking demonic aura burst out from its body, as it flashed with intense, blinding light. Its human body continued to grow, until it gradually turned into the shape of a beast, standing between heaven and earth like a mountain.
"Is this your spirit-manipulated beast?" Bart stared at Rocky in surprise, as the evil aura emitted by this beast was even stronger than that of Marcia's Holy-blood Dragon King. It was quite obvious that this one was very powerful.
After Glutton transformed into its original beast form, it rushed directly to the dark mass of Heavenly Demon Clan members around it, slaughtering them with delight on its face. As soon as those spiritual race beings saw it, their faces twisted in horror, while their feet froze on the spot.
The faces of the two patriarchs were also ghastly pale. Bart, and Marcia who had the sacred Holy-blood Dragon King with her, were already very difficult to fight. They did not expect that Rocky would summon another powerful ancient demonic beast to assist them.
"Let's go!" Rocky yelled at Bart and Marcia with his eyes narrowed in concentration. Then, he gave the signal to Glutton, who immediately dashed to one direction with unstoppable momentum.
The three of them followed closely behind the beast and broke out of the encirclement.
"Are we going to let them go like this?" the patriarch of the Ghost Master Clan asked, looking at Alston agitatedly.
"Of course not. It looks like I have to be serious. I was going to show this at the end, but now it seems that I can't wait anymore." After saying this, Alston suddenly sneered and soared into the air as if he had a trump card already prepared, and he probably did.
In a blink of an eye, he flew across the sky and landed in front of Glutton.
As soon as it saw Alston blocking his way, Glutton immediately roared. Its strong forelimbs raised high and fell from the sky, covering Alston's entire body.
Just as it was about to crush Alston under its gigantic limbs, a strange long mace suddenly appeared in Alston's hand. It was as long as a sword, thick as an arm, and strange lines were engraved all over its surface. The black smoke rose scathingly, which easily frightened those who laid eyes on it.
"Dark King Mace!" Alston shouted as his eyes opened and flashed like a bronze bell filled with streaks of blood.
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