One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Chapter 588: 481: Demon King Satan, Developing Antidote_2

The strength of the three Ban Poluo members was not weak, and they acted separately, eliminating the possibility of being wiped out in one swoop. Yet now, not even a single message could be sent back, which could only mean that their opponent’s strength far surpassed theirs, reaching a level of complete dominance. Among the Second Generation Descenders, Kulika’s strength was considered to be among the front runners, but even he found achieving such a feat to be no easy task.

"The thousand years will end, and Satan shall be released from his prison..." The evening breeze blew in from the open window, fluttering the pages of the scripture on the lectern. The page happened to stop on the verse he was just reading. He didn’t know if it was an illusion or not, but the shadows that pervaded the Eastern Continent always gave him the feeling of having to face the Demon King Satan.

"This matter must not be taken lightly," Kulika thought.

He activated the communication device in the room and then knelt silently on the ground, waiting.

It wasn’t long before a deep blue photonic projection appeared on the lectern in front of Kulika. Even in the Western Continent controlled by the Descenders, the Great Clan Chief, as the First Generation Descender, was still a very mysterious figure.

Contrary to the majestic demeanor many people had imagined,

The Great Clan Chief looked like a man in his seventies or eighties, with an ordinary appearance and somewhat sparse hair.

His back was hunched, and in his left hand he held a walking cane. His eyes were deeply recessed in their sockets and his gums had receded considerably, his lips were withered. He was still dressed in the pure white re

The sealing gas in a syringe popped open, and a sulfuric acid-like solution was injected into the neck of an abomination.

Even under the suppression of Su Heng’s spiritual power, the abomination struggled and howled in pain, with its serpentine tail whipping fiercely against the bars, banging loudly. The screams didn’t last long, as the rugged scales on its body gradually started to recede, and the intensity of its struggles weakened.

Su Heng squatted down, pressed down on its shoulders, turned his body, and a pale, vaguely human face suddenly appeared before him.

"It seems the effect is pretty good." The transformation before him undoubtedly met expectations, and a satisfied smile appeared on Su Heng’s face.