C48 CHAPTER 48
C48 CHAPTER 48
This strike has the same power as a Congenital Stage Level Four mystic artist's full-force strike!
The Nether Snow Lion before them had just progressed to the Third Stage. But it was consumed by Peter's Three-Extinction Array, reducing its strength to 20–30%.
It was now struck by Peter's Thunder Guiding Array's heavenly thunder. It lost more than half of its vigor in an instant.
"Let's attack together, Catherine, and get rid of this guy."
Peter activated the Heaven Treading Steps after signaling Catherine. He then stepped on the head of the Nether Snow Lion.
"I'll steal your life by taking advantage of your illness!"
Peter would naturally not give the Nether Snow Lion any opportunity to gather his breath at this point.
Catherine Waters also didn't hesitate in the least.
She swung her long sword in the air, and the Nether Snow Lion's eyes were pierced by keen sword energy that slashed through the air.
Under the two's storm-like blows, the Nether Snow Lion could only let out a series of weak roars before collapsing helplessly on the ground.
How was the Nether Snow Lion, a tier-three Demonic Beast, easily killed?
Kim Staudt took a long time to recover from her astonishment when she saw the image before her.
"This guy is one of the worst perverts I've ever met."
Kim Staudt's heart was speechless.
Even though she was previously aware of Peter's immense power,
...
It is compelling!
She had never imagined Peter to be so amazing.
This Nether Snow Lion was a true third-grade demonic beast with the strength of a Congenital Stage warrior.
On the other hand, Peter slew such a powerful demonic beast with relative ease.
It's not even close to being simple.
That was a savage massacre!
Peter and the others walked into the valley after killing the Nether Snow Lion and gathering the spoils of war.
They arrived at the cave where the Nether Snow Lion resided shortly after.
Peter swept his sight across the cave. He discovered a little lake less than a meter deep.
Two milky white stalagmites hung in midair at the pool's top were generating a drop of milky white liquid.
Sky Bamboo Spirit Milk!
Peter's eyes gleamed, and he dashed over to the lake.
They spent half an hour collecting all of the Sky Bamboo Spirit Milk in the small pool.
Peter and the others were preparing to leave after gathering all of the stalagmite spirit milk.
A voice rang out from the cave's entrance.
"The Sky Bamboo Spirit Milk is right here, Senior Giancola."
A few people gently walked in from the cave's entrance as the voice faded.
Peter recognized a familiar face among this group of people. It had been the red-haired adolescent who was followed by the Nether Snow Lion earlier!
"Give me the Sky Bamboo Spirit Milk, kid!"
The red-haired adolescent took a look at the empty pond. Peter and the others directly heard that astoundingly arrogant voice.
"What kind of person do you believe you are? Why should I provide you with Sky Bamboo Spirit Milk?"
"You were being pursued by the Nether Snow Lion just now. Would your dog's life still be living if it weren't for us?"
"I was the one who saved your life. It's fine if you don't express gratitude to me. But now you've brazenly enlisted the help of others to steal the Sky Bamboo Spirit Milk!"
Peter's face had become icy. He had an ice-cold deadly intent in his stare when he looked at the red-haired adolescent.
"I must admit, you have succeeded in enraging me."
"No one will be able to stop me from murdering you today!"
"Haha..."
When the red-haired adolescent heard Peter's statements, he couldn't stop himself from laughing.
"Do you know who this person next to me is, kid?"
"Our Green Lightning Military Base's Senior Justin Giancola, who possesses both sword forms and sword formations, is here. Senior Giancola is a Grade Three Array Master as well as a Level Nine Body Control soldier!"
"How dare you speak to him with such arrogance?"
The red-haired adolescent gazed at Peter with a disdainful grin on his face.
With Senior Justin Giancola present, he had no reason to think Peter could harm him!
"Do you think I won't be able to murder you with him by your side?"
Peter gave Justin Giancola, a young man, merely a fleeting glance.
He then threw a punch at the red-haired adolescent.
Justin Giancola, who was standing beside the red-haired teen at the time, moved.
In an instant, he blocked in front of the red-haired teen, and his claw smashed Peter's fist energy, emitting a strong aura.
"In front of me, you attacked my person? Do you think I'm made of air?"
With a cold expression on his face, Justin Giancola looked at Peter. No one dared to look at him directly because his entire body was radiating a piercingly chilly aura.
Peter's gaze was icy. "Today, I'm going to assassinate the man in front of you. Are you really going to put a stop to this?"
"I can't sit by and do nothing because he called me senior brother."
"Besides," Justin Giancola grumbled, "I also need the stalagmite milk in your hands!"