Chapter 656 A life spared deserves at least a bit of gratitude
Before Borak could make a move, William instantly ran away, which somewhat baffled Borak.
As one of the ten Shapeshifter Lords under Odin, Borak's strength has reached the pinnacle of the Supreme Deity level. With just a glance, he perceived Loki as the strongest among the three of them. As for William, wearing a mask, he appeared to possess merely the strength of a Nature Deity level.
Borak refrained from killing William and Alice on the spot, simply for the sake of tasting fresh meat.
But this little Nature Deity level actually ran away under his pressure?
That was indeed a surprise!
Loki has an exceptional talent for combat. In the moment Borak was caught off guard, Loki abruptly made his move, pointing the Little Broken Stick forward. An energy wave was released, striking directly at Borak's face.
The Little Broken Stick is an ancient Dark Artifact of immense power. The energy wave it released was overwhelmingly fierce, with a murderous aura that shot up to the skies!
Borak remained motionless, and the energy wave simply passed through his body.
Borak did not sustain any injuries.
Loki was quite astonished by this.
However, William saw it very clearly. Although Borak had a huge physique, he effortlessly dodged the attack from the energy wave.
It was just that his speed was too fast.
Borak was probably bored these days, and with something finally happening, he naturally didn't want to kill Loki so quickly.
That would be too boring, wouldn't it?
For someone at the mid-stage of the Supreme Deity level to dare attack someone at the peak of the Supreme Deity level was already quite interesting.
Plus, the fact that the young man with the mask had just run away made it even more amusing.
He'd capture the young man with the mask later for some fun.
As Loki charged with the Little Broken Stick, Borak thought, and a wall of water appeared in front of him.
The Little Broken Stick hit the water wall, splashing up a few ice flowers, then fiercely bounced Loki back.
In that moment, Loki was surrounded by four water walls.
No matter how he swung the Little Broken Stick, he couldn't break these water walls.
"Little guy, take your time playing!" Borak looked at Loki smugly, not taking him seriously at all. "The weapon in your hand is quite nice, it will be mine soon, hahaha!"
After saying this, he walked towards Alice, and with every step he took, the ground began to tremble.
Alice's face turned pale with fear; this guy was a bit too terrifying!
Loki got trapped like this?
Thinking of herself as Loki's master, Alice felt something was amiss.
The title seemed like a curse.
As if it bound her to do something.
"Peak of the Nature Deity level?" Borak glanced at Alice and chuckled, "You look quite tasty, girl. Do you prefer to be roasted or fried?"
Such a monster standing in front of Alice made her tremble uncontrollably.
"I don't like either!" Alice bravely summoned an alchemy furnace and hid inside.
Her strength wasn't great, but carrying the world's strongest defensive alchemy furnace and the most powerful offensive Sword of Soulbreaker, she should be able to protect herself, right?
Borak, who didn't even care about Loki, certainly wouldn't take Alice, at the peak of the Nature Deity level, seriously.
At his level of strength, the number of enemies he would take seriously could be counted on one hand, and if a truly powerful enemy wanted to kill him, it would be as simple as snapping their fingers.
But obviously, dealing with children at the Nature Deity level didn't require seriousness.
"Hehe, hiding inside a turtle shell?" Borak saw Alice hiding in the alchemy furnace and laughed out loud, but his laughter stopped abruptly as he stared at the furnace, his eyes showing a hint of shock, "Golden Magic Sand?"
Golden Magic Sand was a rather rare material for crafting weapons and alchemy furnaces in ancient times, perfectly suitable for making even the strongest divine weapons, which would contain only a small amount of Golden Magic Sand.
But what did he see?
An alchemy furnace made entirely out of Golden Magic Sand?
"Didn't expect that! There's an unexpected treasure! It seems the young man with the mask must have something good on him too!" Borak slightly lifted his head, his gaze locked on William. With a thought, he used a rather crude space spell, attempting to pull William directly through the spatial barrier.
He could have gone directly to capture William, but he felt this method of action was more befitting his status.
William could clearly feel the disturbance in the space around him, this crude space spell was leagues behind compared to Moros in terms of sophistication and range.
Adhering to the principle of avoiding conflict as much as possible and considering Borak's temper, William appeared directly in front of Borak, as he wished.
"Young man, no need to run anymore. Once I've set my sights on you, even if you run to the ends of the earth, it's useless." Borak thought his space spell had worked...
Indeed, logically speaking, when a Supreme Deity level being uses spatial magic on a Nature Deity level being, even if their understanding of spatial laws is at a lower level, they should still be able to directly teleport them over.
William, being understanding and kind, very considerately played along with Borak.
Even standing in front of Borak, he nodded and said, "Yeah, I understand, I won't run next time."
Borak sized up William and then felt that something was off about this little Nature Deity level being in front of him.
From him, Borak sensed a more refined cosmic energy.
This cosmic energy was different from the power of a Cosmic Entity, that strange power, as if it had become one with the Nature Deity.
"That mask of yours..." Borak tried to see William's face through the mask, but found that the mask seemed to have some mysterious power blocking his vision.
"Take it off!"
Borak arrogantly extended his claw towards William.
William vaguely remembered having encountered Borak before, but this guy was just too ghastly looking. Intuitively, William felt this guy's flesh must not taste good, probably stinky like Grendel's flesh.
That's why Borak had lived until now.
If he took off the mask...
It would be quite awkward.
William straightforwardly took it off, saying, "This mask is yours, as long as you don't harm me, it's fine. I'm not very tasty, you should go eat those other two."
Borak took the mask, turning it over in his claws, his eyes sparkling, and asked, "Where did you get this mask?"
William's mask, naturally, had an extraordinary origin, and Borak was no fool. Observing it closely, he could tell that the mask was on par with the top divine artifacts.
With a straight face, William said, "I found it in a tomb. I'll take you there later; there should still be some treasures. I'm not powerful enough to retrieve them."
"Good! Very good!" It had been years since Borak had made any breakthroughs in his strength. Thinking about possibly obtaining a top divine artifact like the mask, Borak excitedly said, "As long as you take me there, I promise not to kill you."
"Thank you." William wasn't too concerned about the mask being taken. Instead, he politely thanked Borak.
A life spared deserves at least a bit of gratitude.
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