The Supreme God novel Chapter 3790

"You're too arrogant, boy! It's time to die!"

Austin's indifferent attitude and words had completely irritated him.

Whoosh!

Silver retracted his arm and thrust forwards a long spear that glittered in the sunlight. Beneath it were huge spear shadows.

Austin had expected power but this was even more than he had expected.

All of a sudden, the whole Wrestling Ring was filled with silver shadows.

They danced and taunted, filled with overwhelming killing intent.

Over seconds, there were hundreds of them flying through the air.

Silver spear radiance was surging uncontrollably. It was a magnificent sight to behold, even though it chilled all the spectators to the bone. The radiance spread chaotically and then it began to merge, turning into a huge silver spear radiance that filled the whole void.

As soon as the huge spear radiance had formed, the vast majority of the creatures in the Wrestling Ring changed their expressions.

"Look! It is the power of the original chaotic law!

Weber, how did your slave comprehend some of the original chaotic law of spear?

Too bad he is not a genuine divine god.

If he were a genuine divine god, with his talent, even we can't defeat him,"

Lawrence commented from the audience.

The three demonic monsters, Weber, Lawrence, and Wilfred, were standing very close to each other.

When he heard Lawrence's words, Weber laughed. "Of course! Silver is one of my favorite slaves."

Then he turned to Wilfred and asked, "So, Wilfred, do you still think you can win this round?"

Clearly, Weber was very proud. He believed that his slave would win undoubtedly.

"Just wait and see."

Wilfred sneered, still having faith in Austin.

In his eyes, even a medium-grade genuine divine god was no match for Austin.

Even if he was powerful, it was still not enough to beat Austin.

"Humph!

Face it. Your failure is coming!"

Weber shouted.

Boom!

The huge silver spear shot towards Austin.

It looked like a giant bolt of lightning coming down from the sky. Burning flesh could be smelled in the air.

The spear moved fast. Within seconds, it would crush Austin.

Even Austin had to admit that this attack was powerful.

As an ordinary premium-grade divine god, it was impressive that he held such skills behind his back.

It made sense that Weber cherished him so much.

"Silver will definitely win!"

someone in the Wrestling Ring suddenly shouted.

Slowly, other creatures joined in.

"Silver will definitely win!

Silver will definitely win!"

they shouted.

Noises filled the arena.

It seemed that most of the creatures were on Silver's side.

Austin tried to ignore them. He had to do something to stop the attack but for now, he just put his hands behind his back and looked indifferent.

It looked like he didn't know what to do.

"Hey, boy, did I scare you stiff?"

A cruel smile spread on Silver's face.

Austin didn't react or respond.

"Ha-ha! Look, Wilfred! Your humble slave is frozen stiff!"

Weber teased, smiling eagerly.

Everyone watched with bated breaths as

Austin still didn't move.

He didn't even blink his eyes.

However, moments later, a cold current began to flow out from Austin's body.

The cold current crawled slowly.

Wherever it went and whatever it touched, everything, including space and time, was covered in a layer of ice.

The cold current flew towards the coming spear.

They sped towards each other like two trains on the same track.

The moment they met, the world turned a couple degrees colder.

Every inch of the spear was encased in clear ice.

After a short while, the spear started to tremble.

All of a sudden, the spear exploded!

"No!"

Silver shouted. All the creatures gasped.

Then, making it even worse, the cold current continued to surge forward and immediately engulfed Silver.

Silver slowly turned into an ice sculpture.

Panic, helplessness, and regret were frozen on his face.

He really wanted to struggle and escape from the arena.

Unfortunately, there was no chance.

Bang!

Following the explosion, the body of Silver was nothing but a bloody mist.

The fight was over.

During the whole process, Austin hadn't removed his hands from behind his back.

He didn't so much as bat an eyelash or move his fingers.

Leisurely, he had accomplished his slaughter.

The whole Wrestling Ring had fallen into a dead silence.

It was like the tranquility after a storm.

No one knew what Austin would do next.

He cleared his throat.

"Arrange the next round,"

Austin said to Wilfred through his spiritual sense as he stood calmly on the stage.

"Okay!"

Wilfred nodded.

"I'm sorry.

Weber, I won this round again,"

Wilfred said, trying to hold back his laughter.

There had never been such a happy day in all his life.