Breeding Dragons From Today

Very quickly, everyone on one side was completely slaughtered.

Several balls of slaughter power appeared on the battlefield.

The others all took a few steps back, respectfully allowing the peak experts of divine rank to absorb the slaughter power.

The peak experts of divine rank devoured the several balls of slaughter power, their faces revealing an extremely satisfied and carefree expression.

Something seemed to have occurred to Joelson.

This sort of predatory method of becoming stronger made it far too easy for one to lose themselves in the pleasure of being powerful.

Those who could quickly surpass everyone in the Land of Slaughter were probably not far from a slaughter machine that had no self-awareness and only knew how to destroy monsters.

As expected, after a peak-stage god-domain expert finished absorbing his opponent's slaughter power, he did not seem satisfied. His sinister gaze landed on his companion.

"Damn it, what are you trying to do?"

"Isn't it enough to give you the slaughter fruit?"

"Bastard!"

"Ah—!"

Angry curses and miserable screams rang out one after another.

The peak-stage divine realm expert paid a small price and slaughtered all his companions.

At this moment, the aura on his body had more than doubled compared to before. His aura surged, and he seemed to be on the verge of breaking through the divine realm and condensing a divine spark.

He laughed loudly as he grabbed the slaughter fruit on the small tree.

"As long as I eat this slaughter fruit, I'll be able to condense a slaughter divine personality. Who else in the Land of Slaughter can be my opponent? I'll become the victor! My legend will be passed down in the supreme plane! Hahaha!"

The peak expert of the divine domain laughed maniacally. Even his consciousness was completely chaotic.

However, before he could pluck the slaughter fruit...

Suddenly, a streak of blood-red light shot out from the strange small tree, easily piercing through his head.

Before the peak expert of divine rank could even let out a miserable scream, he fell to the ground, completely dead.

An extremely dense slaughter power emerged from his body.

The strange small tree was like a demonic beast. It devoured all of the slaughter power, leaving nothing behind. Then, as if it had eaten its fill, it comfortably stretched its branches and leaves.

The dark-red fruit on the top of the tree flashed with a few streaks of blood-red light. It became even more voluptuous and alluring as it continued to quietly wait for the arrival of the next batch of prey.

As he watched the entire process, Joelson's eyelids twitched.

He had long known that the Land of Slaughter was filled with danger. No animal or plant could be underestimated.

However, he had never thought that even a peak expert of divine rank would be killed by a small tree. It was truly too terrifying.

Joelson slowly walked out and slowly walked towards the strange small tree.

The strange small tree's leaves swayed gently, emitting a joyful sound. It intentionally shook the slaughter fruit at the top of the tree, as if it was trying to lure Joelson to pluck it.

Joelson stretched out his hand and directly grabbed towards the dark-red fruit.

The instant his right hand was about to touch the fruit...

The strange little tree suddenly burst out with surging blood-red light, wanting to wrap him up and swallow him whole.

Joelson's expression was calm as he coldly snorted.

A mysterious rune quietly appeared between his brows and shot out a flash of dark red lightning.

The power of destruction laws!

The little tree seemed to have suffered a heavy blow as it let out a shrill scream.

The entire tree curled up and continuously trembled as if it had seen its natural enemy. It was extremely terrified.

When Joelson plucked the dark-red fruit, the small tree let out a miserable howl. Immediately, it wilted, not daring to move an inch.

To the power of slaughter, the power of destruction was akin to a ruler compared to his subjects.

In front of the former, the latter did not have the slightest ability to resist. It could only be dealt with as it wished.

Although the power of destruction that Joelson possessed was still weak, it was more than enough to deal with a small tree of divine realm rank.

"I didn't expect you to take advantage of me."

A sinister voice rang out from behind him.

Joelson turned his head, only to see a slender, evil figure quietly appear in the air.

A man with long dark red hair and bloodshot eyes stood not too far away from him, staring intently at the fruit of slaughter in his hands.

"Kid, put down the fruit of slaughter in your hands. I can make your death a little more enjoyable."

A powerful aura that belonged to a demigod exploded out from the evil man's body, locking onto Joelson.

Joelson's face was calm and he didn't back down at all as he stared at the evil man.

Without leaving a trace, he put away the dark red fruit. This action seemed to have greatly stimulated the evil man.

"You dare?"

The evil man raised an eyebrow, and a wild, violent aura emanated from him.

He pulled out a slender blood-red longsword from his ribs. It was wrapped in a thick blood-red light, and his figure suddenly disappeared. In the next moment, he appeared in front of Joelson.

The slender blood-red longsword was like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue. It quickly stabbed dozens of times towards Joelson's head, forehead, throat, and so on.

The evil man had a relaxed look on his face as he prepared to collect Joelson's corpse.

With his demigod power, using the laws of slaughter to deal with a deity was more than enough to kill Joelson dozens of times.

But his eyes quickly widened and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

"How is this possible?"

The dozens of blood-red sword-lights he had stabbed out suddenly felt as though they had sunk into an extremely deep swamp, unable to advance at all.

It was the power of a domain!

The evil man's expression was one of astonishment. It was merely the domain power of a deity. How could it be so powerful?

It couldn't even be broken by an attack at the demigod level!

This was simply too unbelievable!

Before he could recover from the shock of this scene, he saw a speck of blood-red light bloom in front of him, like a resplendent blood diamond.

In an instant, it shattered all of his attacks, and then it pierced straight towards his face.

"Inferior divine artifact?"

The evil man retreated quickly in a sorry state, hovering in mid-air. He stared at the annihilation spear in Joelson's hand, his expression extremely unsightly.

"It's even better than my longsword. My longsword is a mid-stage inferior divine artifact!"

The greed in the evil man's eyes grew even more intense. His blood-red tongue licked his lips as he slowly said, "I didn't expect that apart from the slaughter fruit, there would be an unexpected surprise. Such an inferior divine artifact would be too wasteful to fall into the hands of a small divine domain like yours. This should be a treasure that belongs to me!"

The evil man screamed as countless blood-red rays erupted from his body. They danced in the sky like giant pythons, appearing extremely strange.

His figure quickly disappeared and quickly reappeared.

Countless blood-red figures appeared. It was as if there were countless evil men attacking Joelson at the same time.

Joelson's expression was calm, and the spear of annihilation trembled slightly in his hand as if it was cheering for some kind of power to descend again.

A huge amount of spiritual power suddenly spread out, firmly locking onto one of the countless blood-red figures.

Joelson stepped forward, fiercely thrusting out with his spear!

The tip of the annihilation spear exploded with countless fine dark-red lightning bolts, and a destructive power spread out.

The pressure caused the space to emit the sound of shattering.

The spatial intensity of the Land of Slaughter far surpassed that of the central continent. Even so, the power of this spear still drew large black cracks in the void.

In the sky, countless evil men all had expressions of extreme shock.

Countless evil men made the posture of turning around to escape but the spear of annihilation had already pierced into the center of his brows, firmly pinning him in the void.