My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel

Under the reminder of Liu Li, Gu Xing looked ahead.

What appeared before him was a corpse.

No, rather than say it was a corpse...

It's better to say it was a complete, mountain-sized Demon Race carcass!

And strangely, there wasn't a single shadow of the Demon Race around the enormous carcass.

However, the thick Demonic Qi permeating the air was a hundred times stronger than anywhere before.

Gu Xing observed carefully.

The incessant stream of Demon Race earlier, the source was right here.

"Put me down."

Liu Li slowly descended upon hearing the words. Just as Gu Xing was about to step forward to inspect, he "bang" hit an invisible barrier.

Restriction?

As he frowned and pondered, a sudden disturbance emerged from the Beast Taming Space.

The mysterious Demon Pattern suspended above the Spring of Life began to tremble violently, continuously transmitting an urging thought.

Does it want me to approach that corpse?

Gu Xing frowned slightly.

The function of this Demon Pattern was originally unclear, and now it was guiding him to touch an ancient corpse emitting terrifying Demonic Qi?

Something seems off any way you look at it!

What if the Demon Race corpse inside suddenly reanimated?

However, just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly thought of....

Check the information!

[Fallen Demon God]

[Level: Totem Level]

[Talent: Demon God]

[Status: Completely Dead]

[Note: Contains a special Demon Pattern, recommend acquisition]

Gu Xing's pupils shrank slightly.

Totem Level!

This was an existence that surpassed the King Level. Even though it was dead, the remaining pressure still made him palpitate with fear.

But since the system judged it as "completely dead," it eased his mind a bit.

What concerned him more was...

The system actually actively suggested acquiring the Demon Pattern?

This was the first time!

Although he wasn't clear about the specific utility, anything specially marked by the system was definitely not simple.

The current problem is...

How to break through this restriction?

"Master, do you want to go in?"

Liu Li's voice suddenly echoed.

Gu Xing turned his head, only to see in her hand, suddenly, a uniquely shaped short blade, the blade body swirling with the fluctuation of Space Law.

Breaking Realm Blade!

Gu Xing then remembered, this was the spoils gained after defeating War Angel Miller.

"Can you open it?"

Liu Li nodded confidently, the short blade in her hand emitting a faint hum.

The Breaking Realm Blade, being one of the treasures of the Angel Race, any restriction would be ineffective before it.

With a slight wrist rotation, she drew a graceful arc in the void with the blade's tip.

The originally indestructible barrier instantly split open, creating a gap wide enough for passage.

Liu Li stepped in without hesitation, her wings slightly spread, shielding Gu Xing behind her.

In an unknown environment, she would not let the master face any risk.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly.

Soon, the two of them approached the corpse.

When they finally stood before the Demon God's carcass, they truly felt their insignificance.

Just a single finger of the corpse was akin to a giant boulder.

Such a massive presence, how terrifying must it have been in life...

The Demon Pattern within the Beast Taming Space became restless, continuously transmitting the urging thought.

Gu Xing took a deep breath, slowly placing his hand on the cold corpse.

In an instant, another dark purple Demon Pattern emerged from the corpse, spiraling up his arm like a serpent, finally merging into his brow, aligning alongside the previous Demon Pattern above the Spring of Life.

It was at the moment when the Demon Pattern was acquired, an unforeseen change occurred!

The entire corpse of the Demon God began to crumble and disintegrate at a visible speed, scattering as countless black light particles.

Even more shocking, all the Demons in the Secret Realm froze simultaneously and then shattered like bubbles one after another.

Meanwhile.

The mechanical prompt echoed in the void:

[Congratulations on passing the trial perfectly!]

[Due to the complete elimination of the Demon Race crisis, the rewards are doubled!]

[Distributing rewards——]

Before the words were even finished, a torrent of overwhelming energy instantly poured into Gu Xing's body.

Under the wash of this energy, his attributes increased once more.

[Gu Xing]

[Guardian Beast: Divine Angels, Natural Spirit]

[Contract Quota: 2/3]

[Level: Extraordinary Tier Ninth]

[Talent: Sovereign, Soul-devouring]

[Power: 1500→1900]

[Constitution: 1500→1900]

[Spirit: 2434→2834]

[Speed: 1500→1900]

Originally, clearing this level of the Secret Realm would only increase attributes by 200 points, now...

He had increased by 400 points!

This directly boosted his various attributes to 1900 points.

And now his Spiritual Attribute...

Has even exceeded 2500 points!

Exceeded the limits of the Human Race?!

Gu Xing pondered for a moment, finally attributing it to his exceptional talent.

Subsequently, Gu Xing hastily instructed Liu Li to return.

After all, the little spirit was still left alone at the original spot!

On the way back, Gu Xing was surprised to discover...

The wasteland once eroded by Demonic Qi, now bursting with vibrant vitality.

It seemed to be due to the disappearance of the Demonic corpse!

When the two landed on the city wall, they were greeted by an elf with a face full of resentment.

Seeing this, Gu Xing immediately apologized.

It was at this moment that the mechanical prompt echoed once more.

[In three minutes, the Challenger will be transported to the next level]

Not just Gu Xing, everyone else in the Secret Realm received this message.

Veronica and Saint Cecilia discovered the abnormality of this Secret Realm.

It originally required a persistence of two hours, but now...

In less than an hour, the challenge had ended prematurely!

What was wrong with this Secret Realm?

So unusual?

...

Meanwhile.

In the City of Chaos.

Wang Yu stared at the command in his hand, his knuckles involuntarily tapping the tabletop.

Qin Chuxue's "Level One Alert" instruction tightened the atmosphere of the entire city abruptly.

Not just Longxia Country...

The Council, the Holy See, even those Alien Races were all itching to move.

It seemed necessary to speed up the progress...

He squinted his eyes, his gaze piercing through the window looking towards the southern part of the city.

It was urgent to quickly contract that Ghost Race and cultivate it to Commander Level.

Only then could he have a greater measure of self-preservation in the approaching storm.

"Come here."

With a soft call, a Commander Level Beast Master stepped forward.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

"How's that Ghost Race?"

This Commander Level Beast Master hesitated for a moment, yet replied:

"Under our surveillance, that Ghost Miss has remained behind closed doors! But... her sister often vanishes without a trace."

Upon hearing this Beast Master's response, Wang Yu snorted coldly.

"Her sister is unimportant! Just a low-attribute, useless Guardian Beast!"

"But..."

"Ten days is too long, I don't want to delay any further!!"

"Pass my order, give her a final three-day deadline, if she still doesn't comply..."

Wang Yu's voice turned cold.

Three days later, if that Ghost Race still refused to contract.

Then don't blame him for resorting to any means!

The Commander Level Beast Master immediately understood upon hearing this:

"I will handle it right away!"

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