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Chapter 208 - 148: Where Did This New God Spring Out From? _3

    Chapter 208: Chapter 148: Where Did This New God Spring Out From? _3


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    With a crisp pop, something in the sand was punctured. The Scythe of Death was lifted unveiling a burst beetle clinging to the handle.


    Shockingly, two vigers on the move were trailing them, dropping beetles below. When the beetles had managed to silently crawl to the feet of Ange and hispanions, nobody noticed.


    Negris stared nkly at the insect on the handle of the scythe. He then looked back at the two vigers who were also visibly surprised. How did Ange notice the beetle underground?


    However, having been discovered, they no longer put on pretenses, loudly roaring, “Time to die….” N?v(el)B\\jnn


    As the word ‘die’ came out of their mouths, the bodies of the fallen bandits suddenly burst open. Countless flying insects poured out of the cadavers, their numbers several dozen times more than what managed to worm its way in.


    Upon a closer look, the bodies of the bandits had been gnawed at until nothing but skin and bones remained.


    These insects had used the bodies of the bandits as an incubator, rapidly multiplying at an unbelievable rate.


    Simultaneously, countless beetles crawled out from the sand. Together with the insects, they swarmed towards everyone present, including John and the other vigers.


    However, just as the word ‘die’ was shouted and the vigers became excited at the sight, a sh of cold light grazed the vigers’ necks. Two heads fell to the ground.


    “What sort of thing dares to yell ‘die, die, die’ at us?” Rogge materialized behind them. With a backhand sweep of his de, he cleaved their bodies in half at the waist.


    The remaining half of their bodies fell to the ground. Bizarrely enough, they were not dead but were frantically trying to reach for their missing halves.


    Rogge swiftly shed four more times, severing all their arms: “I’ve always suspected you were witches.”


    From the dismembered bodies of the two vigers, countless beetles and insects crawled and swarmed out, going in all directions.


    Facing the cloud of beetles and insects, Ange found that the Scythe of Death was ineffective. So he immediately stored it away and started casting magic.


    Rows of exploding fireballs were shot towards the insects.


    Little Angel curiously caught a beetle. The creature, covered in ck shells with six legs and pincer-like mandibles, bit off a piece of flesh from Little Angel’s palm.


    “Ow!” Little Angel crushed the beetle in her hand. Then, lifting her dress hem, she began to stomp rapidly on the creatures. Each step was followed by the sound of crunching insects, not even those hiding in the sand were spared.


    Little Zombie also crouched down, and with a series of pats, like ying whack-a-mole, all the beetles hiding in the sand were crushed.


    Rogge skillfully brandished his double-edged de, charging into the dark cloud of insects.


    Naeli and White Neck were stretching their necks, spewing their dragon breath which looked like small mes.


    Everyone tried their respective methods. Still, facing the overwhelming swarm of insects, they seemed to be at their wits’ end, unable to rapidly exterminate the insects.


    The sheer multitude of beetles and insects scared the vigers into screaming.


    Negris got anxious: “We can’t let the insects kill the vigers, or their numbers will increase exponentially.”


    As he grew anxious, Negris realized it would be tough to recover the situation. These beetles and insects didn’t pose a threat to them as they couldn’t prate his scales, but it was different for the vigers.


    Even with their mouths and noses covered, these pests could still bite through their skin and burrow in, consuming the flesh and breeding madly.


    Facing their vast numbers, even the usually efficient Ange couldn’t eliminate them quickly. Wait till they rush into the crowd of vigers; it will quickly lead to another massive breakout.


    The vigers are doomed—poor John, poor bride.


    Just as Negris was losing hope, Ange’s foot stomped hard into the ground. Instantly, within the borders of the entire vige, the pace of all life forms elerated dramatically.
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