Chapter 37: Chapter37-The Value of a Tier-4 Spellbeast’s Corpse
For Claw Tyrant, who had gained some fame and a respectable level of strength and status, survival meant hope. As long as he lived, there was a chance to reclaim everything he had lost.
However, under his pleading gaze, Lady Black Goat showed no intention of helping him. Instead, she quickened her escape.
She knew that without Claw Tyrant buying her time, she had no chance of escaping the divine territory's reach.
Thus, she could only sacrifice Claw Tyrant to secure her own survival.
The moment Lady Black Goat abandoned him, Claw Tyrant's expression turned utterly lifeless.
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Before he could react further, Owen's divine might surged forth, tearing his body into bloody fragments, blooming like a crimson rose from within.
Claw Tyrant was dead!
Lady Black Goat, who was still fleeing, felt her scalp go numb at the sight.
This god was too ruthless!
Even though they had come with ill intentions, they were both tier-4 spellbeasts—beings of status and renown. Yet Owen had shown no mercy, exterminating them without hesitation, more merciless than even spellbeasts themselves.
Claw Tyrant's tier was slightly lower than hers, but their strength gap was not overwhelming. And yet, he had perished with barely any resistance.
If she had been the one to take that strike, she would have met the same fate.
"Since you came here willingly, don't think you can leave. As a god, it is my duty to eradicate all spellbeasts who prey upon humanity!"
Owen's voice carried an unshakable determination.
The divine path was built upon humanity. Without human faith, there would be no gods.
Thus, to spellbeasts that slaughtered humans, Owen had only one response—extermination!
Hearing his unwavering resolve, Lady Black Goat felt the grip of death tighten around her.
It was as if no matter how far she ran, she would never escape Owen's pursuit.
With no other options, she turned to face Owen.
Swaying her hips seductively, she purred in a voice dripping with allure,
"Oh, most noble and mighty god, spare me, and I shall give you everything... I will fulfill your every fantasy, serve you in any way you desire..."
As she spoke, her form shifted rapidly.
One moment, she radiated the purity of a celestial angel, exuding a sacred and ethereal aura.
The next, she transformed into a crimson priestess of temptation, her scant attire laced with irresistible seduction.
Her presence was intoxicating, pulling mortals and spellbeasts alike into a state of delirious ecstasy, trapping them in an illusion of boundless pleasure from which they would never wish to escape.
Lady Black Goat was renowned as a natural-born seductress. She had ensnared countless beings—both spellbeast and human—with her charm.
She was confident. This god would fall for her temptation. Even if she could not completely enthrall him, it would at least buy her enough time to escape.
Yet, just as this thought formed in her mind—BOOM!
A colossal divine palm imprint surged toward her without the slightest hesitation.
As massive as a building, it crashed down upon her, instantly detonating with a freezing force.
One strike.
In a single instant, the protective barrier she had conjured with all her strength disintegrated into dust.
Just as the palm print was about to crush Lady Black Goat entirely, a surge of dark, malicious energy erupted from her body.
Like a venomous serpent, it lashed out, shattering the divine palm, releasing a dazzling explosion of light.
Though Owen's attack carried the destructive force of a tier-5 beginner, Lady Black Goat's surge of dark energy was no trivial power.
Destroying the palm strike, she barely managed to escape annihilation.
"Such potent resentment... Just how many humans has this Lady Black Goat slaughtered?"
Owen watched the fleeing spellbeast with an icy smile.
As a god, he relied on the faith of his devotees to grow stronger.
Lady Black Goat, however, had weaponized human resentment—a force similar to spice points, but far more violent and maddening.
This was her true trump card.
But such power came at a cost. Having unleashed it, she had no further tricks to escape Owen's pursuit.
And she could only watch, helpless, as Owen summoned another divine palm print to strike her down!
"You can't kill me! You CAN'T kill me!"
"I am a spellbeast under Five Eyes! I am also the lover of Gras, a tier-5 spellbeast! If you kill me, neither he nor Five Eyes will ever let you go!"
Her voice grew shrill and frantic.
Particularly when she mentioned Gras, her tone became noticeably more desperate.
Gras was a tier-5 spellbeast.
Even among the Five Eyes, nearly every spellbeast was a junior compared to him.
He had lived for nearly a thousand years and was an uncontested overlord of this region—though currently in deep slumber.
Owen might ignore her, he might ignore the Five Eyes... but there was no way he would dare defy Gras!
A tier-5 spellbeast!
Hearing this, Owen did not display the slightest fear.
Instead, his sharp, commanding gaze lit up with excitement.
Powerful spellbeasts were rare, and their corpses were invaluable treasures.
Whether sold or used for the system, they would yield immense benefits.
He had been contemplating how to accumulate divine points on a large scale—and now, the Five Eyes and Gras were practically offering themselves as free resources.
This was exactly what he wanted!
He had underestimated this supposedly barren mountain range—it seemed to be teeming with powerful spellbeasts and influential factions.
And in his mind's eye, he could already see an ocean of divine points flowing toward him.
As for the Five Eyes and Gras?
Owen had no reason to fear them.
Even without expending divine points to activate his god skills, he possessed combat power on par with a tier-5 spellbeast within his domain.
And if he did use his god skills...
Taking down a tier-5 spellbeast would be as easy as slicing through paper.
Thus, before Lady Black Goat could even finish her final plea, Owen's divine palm imprint descended upon her.
Her body ignited instantly—and then, in the blink of an eye, exploded into oblivion.
In her last moments, Lady Black Goat's face contorted with sheer horror.
She simply could not understand.
Why was this god so excited at the mention of a tier-5 spellbeast?
That was a tier-5 spellbeast—one of the rarest high-level spellbeasts in this entire region!
And yet, this golden god looked at it as though he had just found his next prey.
She could still sense Owen's aura—it was only tier-4 peak.
Where did he get this confidence?!
But no one would answer her.
In an abyss of regret and agony, her consciousness vanished.
For the first time in her life, the ever-unapologetic Lady Black Goat felt regret.
If only she had never followed Claw Tyrant here... she would still be alive.
If only she had left the moment things felt wrong, instead of testing the waters...
But there were no second chances in this world.
Lady Black Goat was dead!
Gazing upon the two fallen spellbeasts, Owen was satisfied.
These were rare tier-4 spellbeast corpses.
Had he not ascended to a 1 Star Peak Ancient God, defeating them would have required the use of god skills.
"I wonder how many divine points these two corpses will be worth?"
While the corpses could be used to strengthen his devotees, divine points were far more valuable to a god.
With Divine War approaching, Owen's need for divine points was growing more urgent.
And now, thanks to Claw Tyrant and Lady Black Goat delivering themselves to his doorstep, his tier-5 mission was already complete.