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Beast Evolution System: Devourer of Heaven

Chapter 402: Young Master
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Chapter 402: Chapter 402: Young Master

" Who the hell are you old man, what are doing with boss’s scale, put it down!" White shouted.

The short man ignored her, he looked up at Bed towering far above him. " This yours brat?

Oh, I see, a divine dragon, good good good good, give me a few thousand of you scales boy.

I’ll pay you handsomely, I’ll even make a custom weapon for you, what do you want a.."

He paused, before Bed could react, the short man was already standing on his wings.

" My my what is this? It’s a wing, a normal wing but it’s also not, did you fuse your wings with a divine weapon?

These look very similar to the wings of a Garuda, interesting, interesting indeed, tell be boy, who forged these?

The crafter is a sloppy amateur but to craft a divine weapon is a sigh of talent, tell me where you got this."

Ved didn’t know what so say, this old man kept blabbering on and on none stop. He flapped his wings to throw him off.

Unfortunately the old man did not budge even a little bit. " Can I take these, I’ll study them for some time and bring them back."

He reached down to grab Ved’s wing with the intention to rip it off. A giant dragon claws suddenly descended from above to hit him.

At the same time, a streak of silver and a streak of blue appeared from two sides both waving swords.

White and Naledi had the intentions to cut this old man in half. None of them could sense his rank but that didn’t matter.

He attacked Ved and all three of them would not stand for that. Boom, the sky shook and a powerful shockwave spread out.

However something inconceivable happened, White and Naledi flew back like ragdolls.

White shattered an entire mountain range thousand of kilometres away and Naledi landed on a massive dam.

Since her power was still blazing high, the cold temperature emanating from her froze

the entire dam.

The old shirt man did not stop his action, he continued reaching down slowly as if he didn’t even register their attacks.

All of three of them understand this guy was most likely a sovereign. Ved felt helpless, there was nothing he can do against a sovereign.

A sudden flash of silver appeared above them and a massive wolf showed up and attacked.

Fenral held back as to not hurt Ved, he was merely trying to chase off this dwarf who was attacking him.

The dwarf saw the attack, he pulled out a hammer which grew in size and its head became as large as a mountain.

" Enough." Both heard a powerful voice before they could clash. They saw two men flying towards them.

The two men looked identical but one was younger, both had silver eyed and long white hair behind them.

" That’s enough of you Anvil, why are you attacking children?" The older men asked with irritation.

Anvil the dwarf looked confused, " Attacking, what are you talking about I was merely borrowing the weapons."

The silver head man shook his head and rubbed his temples. " I knew it was a bad idea to bring you along.

I will be informing the elders of the dwarven council about this." He threatened Anvil who didn’t look like he could care less.

The man turned towards Fenral, " You must lord Fenral, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Azathon Lightblare, oldest son of Azion Lightblare."

He introduced himself and Fenral returned the greeting even though he could see the disdain on the man’s eyes. The three sovereigns left to join others.

The younger of the two remained mid air. " Go ahead older brother, I will catch up." He told Azathon.

He floated down and landed on Ved’s shoulder where Naledi had returned to stand.

Then he bowed and outstretched his hand towards her. " Greetings fair maiden, I am Azalon Lightblare, youngest of the Lightblare sons.

May I ask what your name is?" Naledi froze and so did Ved.

’ Is this bastard hitting on my girl?’ Ved wondered but he didn’t jump into conclusions.

" I know we have just met but I have been smitten by your beauty." He went on one and reached out to take her hand.

She pulled it back and frowned, he smiled awkwardly. " But if course, I’m being too forward, forgive me, I just couldn’t hold myself back."

Then he froze, he looked at her finger and saw a ring. Using a ring was not a custom of his empire but even in his universe.

There were tribes and smaller kingdoms that had such customs. He was about to continue talking when he felt shaking below him.

" Peace off you runt." He heard a deep voice booming in his ears. He looked down and saw two massive golden eyes staring at him.

His face turned cold, " Mind your tone you beast, speak when spoken to or I’ll have your head."

Poof, Ved disappeared in a giant cloud of fog, when the fog cleared he reappeared in his humanoid form.

Standing 2.5 metres two with two curved and twisting horn on his head. Two golden slits for eyes.

Below his eyes were few black scales that made him look develishly handsome. He was dressed in pure white.

Pure white pants with no shoes, on his upper body he only had a long white coat that danced in the wind behind him.

His chest and six packs laid bare for all to see.

" Oh my, he’s quite handsome isn’t he?" They all heard a soft voice and saw a group of women sitting on a floating platform being pulled by spiritual beasts.

Their crest were similar to that of this guy, obviously they came from the same place. Ved ignored them.

He flew closer and floated a few centimetres in front of Azalon looking down on him. Ved grinned and tilted his head.

" Get your filthy hand away from my woman you lowly worm, before I rip out your eyes." His voice was low yet all heard him.

They froze, Azalon’s older brother looked over, he also heard Ved and looked at Naledi with disgust.

Azalon was the same, he looked over at Naledi ignoring Ved. " You are with a lowly beast?"

His voice held a hint of disgust that he could barely hide. Ved felt a wave of rage inside him.

Naledi and White were also about to act when he raised his hand to stop them. " Stand back, this worthless insect is mine."

His insult made Azalon shake with rage, he started laughing. " Fine, since you’re so eager to die, then I’ll show you your place you lowly beast."

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