Chapter 3000

The necrophage stopped, hand on its head.

But this pause was only temporary; before the demon god could catch his breath, the necrophage ate again.

Gnaw, gnaw.

The demon god cried out in pain: "Stop, stop! Please stop!"

He was a true god-incarnate, his body sensing the spirit with acute clarity, unlike an avatar incarnation which had a barrier, and thus the pain was unstoppable.

The necrophage ignored him, and with calm composure bit off his other arm.

The Red General stood with arms crossed at the side, while the Holy Mother of Jin Du watched, sweat beading on her forehead.

Ghost spawn eating people is their nature, a trivial matter—consider how the word "abuse" in the necrophage's name came to be? It enjoys playing with its prey. But the necrophage's manner of eating was clearly aimed at the pool, and the pool knew it.

The Holy Mother of Jin Du also dared not continue activating the spell; if she did, the necrophage would burst its brain and die, and she would lose her last leverage against the enemy.

But conversely, this ghostly thing can truly endure! The Holy Mother's spell is the infallible method for punishing descendants—no ghost spawn can withstand it, they will surely roll on the ground begging for mercy from the pool.

Yet this brat, though in immense pain, still ate without fail.

Is the necrophage's feeding nature truly so strong as to override the fear of death?

At the very moment the Holy Mother of Jin Du was torn in her heart, the necrophage opened its mouth and bit off the demon god's head in one gulp.

The anguished cry cut off abruptly.

The beach fell silent.

At this moment, Xi Yunhe and the others finally killed all the subordinates the Holy Mother of Jin Du had brought, leaving none, including the Jin Du ghost spawn.

He also worried: "Perhaps there are still omissions."

These ghost spawn are strangely shaped, some smaller than cats; if they burrow into the sand, would they just escape?

"Don't worry, they and the Holy Mother of Jin Du share a fate of mutual destruction."

Sun Fuling's words made the Holy Mother of Jin Du's face change again and again:

"You, you—who exactly are you?"

The pool set a trap for the necrophage, but coincidentally, so did the other side. This is what they call: like mother, like son, each harboring ulterior motives.

But where did the necrophage get such a powerful guardian? Killing three heavenly gods is as easy as drinking water.

The pool also saw the battle armor on the other side, but the world is vast and female warriors in armor are many; the pool thought it unlikely to be so unfortunate—yet Xi Yunhe's next sentence completely shattered the pool's last hope:

"Thank you, Red General, for your assistance!"

"You're really the Red General?!" The Holy Mother of Jin Du jerked upright in alarm, then collapsed again, "Why are you helping this monstrosity? Our mother-son affair has nothing to do with you, Pan Long City!"

It had injured its lumbar spine in the earlier battle, unable to walk, and now even sitting is difficult.

"I came to reclaim the Sea Emperor's Halberd; Frost Leaf only rented it for one day. After-sales service must be done well."

The Red General planted the Sea Emperor's Halberd in the sand and sat on the nearby reef: "I have something to ask you."

The Holy Mother of Jin Du sneered, pointing at the necrophage: "I don't want to answer—what can you do to me? If you kill me, he must die with me!" After saying this, she turned to the necrophage and said: "If I die, you cannot live alone either!"

The necrophage showed no reaction, continuing to eat voraciously.

Is this fellow, after taking medicine, had his will revert to a newborn state, so he cannot understand the pool's words? The Holy Mother of Jin Du anxiously wondered. The Red General spread his hands: "Just a small problem, it won't harm you. As long as you give me an answer, I won't interfere in your mother-son affairs." Hearing this, the Holy Mother of Jin Du breathed a sigh of relief—the Red General having a request of her makes things easy. Without the Red General as the greatest threat to her life, the necrophage can do nothing to the pool.

It simply cannot kill its mother.

So the Holy Mother of Jin Du softened her tone: ""What do you want to ask?"

Those who know the times are the outstanding ones.

"I heard that when the Ling Xu Holy Venerable killed Qi Huo Tian, you were present. Qi Huo Tian had a treasure called 'Spring Wind Transforming Rain.' Red General asks the Holy Mother of Jin Du: 'Who took it away?'"

This is why she personally traveled a thousand miles to deliver the trident to Frost Leaf.

"How do you know...?" The Holy Mother of Jin Du opened her mouth, suddenly recalling that the Red General had once been the skin of Mi Tian.

"Long ago, Qi Huo Tian was already refining 'Spring Wind Transforming Rain.' Did the pool succeed?"

The Holy Mother of Jin Du thought: "In the recent battle, Qi Huo Tian used it against us—floods of azure light, very spectacular! That probably counts as success."

Is that so? Finally refined it? Truly not the time.

The Red General fell silent for a few breaths, then asked: "After Qi Huo Tian died, who took 'Spring Wind Transforming Rain'—was it the Ling Xu Holy Venerable?"

"Naturally. The things the old pool valued—could they fall into others' hands?" After the Qi Huo Tian lineage of heavenly demons was exterminated, all their magical artifacts and treasures were seized by the Ling Xu multitude. The Ling Xu Holy Venerable awarded them on the spot by merit, and the Holy Mother of Jin Du also received several items.

But as for 'Spring Wind Transforming Rain,' the Ling Xu Holy Venerable took it directly for himself, giving none to others.

"Do you know what the Ling Xu Holy Venerable intends to use it for?"

"I don't know." The Holy Mother of Jin Du shook her head like a rattle drum, "How would the old pool just happen to tell me?"

The pool is not even a true god, though advanced from before, but among the Ling Xu multitude, he ranks only mid-tier. The Ling Xu Holy Venerable does as he pleases; even Jia Lou Tian and Miao Zhantian have no right to interfere—what virtue or ability does the pool have to demand an explanation from the Ling Xu Holy Venerable?

Having obtained the answer he wanted, the Red General wasted no time, turning to the necrophage and saying: "The pool is yours."

During everyone's battle and conversation, the necrophage did only one thing: eat in large bites.

It focused on eating, not lifting its head.

It itself has three super-large storage rings, plus another from Xi Yunhe's side, all filled with vast quantities of ingredients. In this short while, it has already emptied one storage ring, and the food it took out is wildly varied.

Judging by eye, the Red General saw most were demon elixirs and heavenly demon flesh, of course some looked like human—uh, immortal. Seeing this appetite, even a taotie would have to admit defeat.

The previous necrophage was born in the early middle ages of Ain City, devouring the entire city's hundreds of thousands, plus dragon descendants and many immortals. This appetite surpasses even Rui Yin True Lord; other great demons' food intake doesn't even reach one-tenth of its.

The necrophage's special talent—other beings seeing it would be left in the dust.

From birth, within ten days it is in the golden feeding period: the more it eats, the higher the quality of ingredients, the stronger its own power becomes— theoretically without limit. However, the Holy Mother of Jin Du can only produce a brood every few decades, at most nine ghost spawn per brood, and the chance of producing a necrophage is less than one in ten thousand—fundamentally beyond the Holy Mother of Jin Du's control.

The Holy Mother of Jin Du cannot, for this one-in-ten-thousand probability, prepare vast quantities of ingredients in advance.

Given her status and ability, she also cannot do so.

But Frost Leaf can.