<h4>Chapter 2209: Chapter 2209: Taming</h4>


    Based on past experience, Julius Reed could deduce that this underworld beast before him was capable of wielding fire.


    Right at the start, the rat was spewing mes, and now it was even engulfed as a ball of fire.


    Julius Reed couldn’t say what kind of fire this was, but he had faith in his own underworld fire.


    Touted to incinerate all things, the confrontation between his underworld fire and this zing me—who knows which would be stronger.


    Fizz...


    Apparently sensing danger, the color of the mes on the rat began to change.


    Turning somewhat yellow.


    Julius Reed opened his palm, and the underworld fire swiftly surged up to envelop him!


    He stepped forward, melting a three-meter circle of snow around him.


    Unwilling to show weakness, the rat charged straight at him!


    In the snowfield, two fiery trails collided directly!


    Boom!


    A deafening sound reverberated throughout the Boulevard, causing tremors!


    mes soared into the sky!


    Scattering several dozen meters high!


    Faintly visible, a figure grasped a rat.


    The fierce fire showed no signs of cessation; instead, it burned ever stronger.


    The rat’s eyes suddenly opened; its mouth curled into something resembling a human’s gloat.


    Its body withered rapidly, only palm-sized, yet its powerful fiery force pushed Julius Reed back several steps!


    Due to the intense fire, the resistance strengthened his underworld mes, forced to burn fiercer.


    Perhaps just waiting for this moment, the rat swiftly withdrew its mes, and a sh of ck light streaked by.


    It entered Julius Reed’s figure.


    To it, this was the perfect body.


    Once inside, with its power, the Red Rat would be invincible.


    The mes extinguished.


    The underworld fire also went out.


    Julius Reed’s mouth trembled slightly, realizing the rat’s presence.


    But no matter.


    Now, the three underworld beasts were under hismand.


    A rat entering makes it three to one, an assured victory.


    As the rat invaded Julius Reed’s body, a rat tattoo appeared on his arm.


    Like the other three divine beasts, the rat tattoo moved slowly.


    Its speed wasn’t fast, but visibly delightful.


    Like a rat finding grain, beholding piles upon piles.


    Such delight was quite self-exnatory.


    ording to the Red Rat’s past experience, upon reaching this stage, it could control the person.


    No one could force them out from within the underworld beast’s body.


    Unless they came out themselves, or the person died.


    A dead person, without a name.


    But as it went on, the rat suddenly sensed something wrong.


    It stopped on Julius Reed’s arm, lifted its head, and couldn’t help but feel nervous.


    Standing before it—a rat.


    This was something Red Rat never anticipated.


    This body had already been imed.


    It started hesitating.


    If it came to a fight, a rat wouldn’t beat a tiger.


    But it could flee, or use wit to wear out the tiger.


    Such a good body...


    Worth fighting for.


    A white tiger possessing this body—proves it didn’t misjudge.


    As it pondered, the white tiger approached.


    Killing intent clear!


    The Red Rat thought about it, resolved to gamble.


    It backed off slightly, securing a distance, yet found it was unable to retreat.


    The Red Rat turned around, seeing the golden wild bull!


    It gaped its mouth wide, staring at the wild bull in shock.


    Then turned back, looked at the white tiger.


    The tiger, the bull, both here.


    Just what kind of body was this, attracting so much obsession.


    Leave?


    Or let the bull and tiger duel?


    The smallest, most suited to reap the benefits.


    But it was disappointed.


    The wild bull had no intention of letting it leave, nor did it look at the white tiger.


    At this moment, the rat felt unsatisfied!


    Yet, whether a bull or a tiger, both aimed at it as the target; no matter how the Red Rat resisted, it was the greatest victim.


    Thus, rather leave directly and let the bull and tiger sh.


    Even temporarily abandoning this body would be better than being defeated.


    Humans aren’t a unity; same for underworld beasts.


    In reality, this is how they were designed initially.


    To keep them divided, internally conflicted, pushing their beastly nature to an extreme.


    This way, humans could easily control and restrain them.


    The Red Rat, despite its reluctance and love for this body, prepared to leave.


    Yet, as it tried, something prevented it.


    The Green Snake appeared.


    Blocking the Red Rat’s path.


    Upon seeing the Green Snake, the Red Rat was initially surprised, but quickly pleased.


    Rats and snakes are natural enemies, but the three underworld beasts together indicate one truth.


    The rat has intelligence, not low.


    At least it suggests coexistence is possible among them.


    Perhaps this body was too perfect, prompting them to converge.


    The Red Rat no longer needed to leave.


    It stood upright on its two legs.


    Greeted itspanions warmly, joining them excitedly.


    "Hiss..."


    The Green Snake flicked its tongue, suddenly darting forward!


    Whoosh!


    The rat, staying alert, jumped as soon as they were millimeters apart!


    Yet the white tiger, roaring, charged originally!


    In mid-air, the Red Rat twisted its body to the extreme, narrowly avoiding the white tiger’s fangs.


    Finallynded.


    Yet, amid its relief!


    Boom!


    The wild bull stomped down heavily.


    The rat exploded underfoot!


    The rat tattoo on Julius Reed’s arm vanished.


    Vanished beneath the bull’s hoof.


    Julius Reed sat cross-legged on the ground, starting to channel his inner evil qi.


    The evil qi reversed, pouring into him, traversing his meridians, reaching the bull’s hoof.


    The bull slowly lifted its hoof, the once-shriveled Red Rat began to fill out.


    For underworld beasts to kill each other is difficult, but not impossible.


    Under simr weakness, it’s easy to achieve.


    Now, the Red Rat wasn’t dead; like upying Sutton, Julius Reed temporarily imed it.


    At least for now, it’s a puppet.


    A puppet obeying Julius Reed’smands.


    "Huff!"


    Ten minutester, Julius Reed opened his eyes.


    Thankfully, he had already controlled three underworld beasts, or the consequences would be unimaginable.


    Moreover, he acquired a rat for free.


    The rat’s ability was fire, seemingly redundant.


    After all, he had underworld fire.


    Yet some things couldn’t be understood at the moment.


    To this day, Julius Reed didn’t know the abilities of the white tiger and wild bull.


    The Green Snake’s teleportation was very useful.


    He extended his arm, gathered strength.


    The rat tattoo was slowly pushed out.


    The mouse in his hand swelled once more.


    This Sutton turned into a rat, the size of a fingernail.


    Julius Reed retrieved a golden chain from his pocket, strung the rat upon it, and hung it around his neck.


    ...


    Thirty miles away!


    Snowfield!


    "Hurry! Contact headquarters, get Trent Marsh away!"


    Griffen Marsh shouted loudly.


    "Cough."


    Just then, the gold body shattered, Trent Marsh coughed, suddenly opened his eyes.


    He pped his own abdomen!


    Whoosh!


    The golden needle from his chest shot out.


    Seized by Trent Marsh.


    "The golden needle... truly calcting my demise, Trent Marsh." Gazing at the golden needle in his hand, Trent Marsh couldn’t help but squint. "Who is it! Who is behind, controlling all this!"