Chapter 017: The Pressure of the Golden Bimon King
“Not enough,” the Golden Bimon King said expressionlessly upon hearing Du Fan’s words. “In our Bimon clan, any status is meaningless to us. Unless you can defeat me, I won’t believe you.”
“Is that so?” Du Fan snorted coldly at the Golden Bimon King’s words, and immediately, the divine artifact Zhai Xing appeared in his hand.
At the same time, Basha also flew into the air, his aura as a domain powerhouse growing stronger. Two strangely pulsating flames of earth fire appeared in his hands.
Rob also reverted to his true form, the Dark Demon Tiger, and the pressure of this divine-level magical beast gradually spread around.
Nai Xiu took out the Eternal Bow and, in an instant, had already aimed it at the Golden Bimon King. Surrounded by a strange red and green glow, it was clearly the Elf King’s archery technique.
Moshe also rose into the air like Basha, swinging his great sword while looking down on the Golden Bimon King with disdain.
As everyone unleashed their strength, Lan Xiner stared at the Golden Bimon King in confusion and asked slowly, “The Golden Bimon is the king among all Bimons who love battle the most. In the past, whenever we encountered Bimons, they would attack first. But why aren’t you attacking now?”
Seemingly perceiving Lan Xiner’s thoughts, the Golden Bimon King replied slowly, “Among the Bimon clan, aside from ordinary Bimons, the Golden Bimon is just an ordinary lord. I haven’t received orders yet, so I can’t act.”
“Orders?”
Hearing the Golden Bimon King’s words, Du Fan and the others exclaimed in surprise, looking at him in astonishment.
Within the Bimon clan, the Golden Bimon was already considered a king. But there was an even higher rank—the Purple Golden Bimon. A Purple Golden Bimon appeared only once every hundred years. Even during its growth phase, it could reach divine-level strength. By adulthood, although it only possessed domain-level cultivation, its actual strength was already at the divine level. If a Purple Golden Bimon succeeded in attaining a divine essence and entered the divine realm, it might very well become the thirteenth Supreme God.
“Du Fan, I feel something’s strange about this,” Naixiu murmured doubtfully, looking at Du Fan in front of her. “According to rumors, during the War of the Gods, there were only a little over three thousand Bimons left. But now, there should be around five thousand of them in front of us. Moreover, these Golden Bimons obey others’ commands. If I’m not wrong, this is just a small tribe; their numbers could be in the tens of thousands.”
“Tens of thousands?” Du Fan exclaimed upon hearing Naixiu’s words, immediately starting to calculate in his mind.
An adult Bimon could easily tear apart a dragon single-handedly, but their numbers were far too small compared to dragons. Hence, although there were records of several battles involving Bimons, they always ended as losers.
But if their numbers reached tens of thousands, then with a Bimon army, even if the Church of Light and the Dragon God allied, and created tens of thousands of Dragon Knights, the Bimon tribe could still defeat them.
“Hehe.” While everyone else remained silent, the Bimon King unexpectedly laughed and then said softly, “Although the current Bimon tribe doesn’t number in the tens of thousands, there are still eight thousand of them, divided into two small factions. I lead the growing group of Bimons, serving as both their king and mentor. Further ahead lies the true stronghold of the Bimon tribe, where our Purple Golden Bimon King and several Golden Bimon lords reside. If you truly are the candidate chosen by the Dwarves to be regent, I’ll give you a chance. If you can defeat me, I’ll personally take you there.”
“Agreed.”
As soon as Du Fan finished speaking, he vanished in a flash and appeared behind the Bimon King. By then, the Star-Reaping Blade in his hand had already transformed into a cleaver over a meter long, which he swung fiercely at the Bimon King’s back.
The speed of Du Fan’s move left everyone present completely unprepared. There was no hesitation at all, and not even a trace of spatial energy was detected as he appeared behind the Bimon King in an instant.
“Clang!” The Star-Reaping Blade struck a hard surface, emitting a muffled sound, and Du Fan’s arm was even numbed by the recoil force.
“A divine artifact?” Feeling the burning wound on his back, the Golden Bimon didn’t feel any pain at all. He gently touched the wound and then said excitedly in Du Fan’s direction, “Divine artifacts are indeed powerful, but our Bimon race is born with iron skin and steel bones. Even if you can cut through my skin, it won’t be so easy for you to hurt my bones.”
The Golden Bimon snorted coldly, then took a few fierce steps. The ground shook violently, and a very deep trench appeared. The emergence of this trench caused the temperature in the vicinity to rise sharply. Only then did everyone realize that beneath the trench was scalding magma.
The terrifying heat spread instantly, causing Du Fan to sweat profusely as well, but this didn’t hinder their battle. By now, the Golden Bimon’s height had shrunk to be similar to Du Fan’s, and the two continued to fight in the sky, unleashing their domain powers.
The Golden Bimon had extremely sharp claws. For the Bimon race, their most powerful weapons were their own claws. Energy of combat qi surged through those claws! Each strand of combat qi carried immense tearing force—it was this very force that allowed adult Bimons to tear apart dragons!
To Du Fan, the Golden Bimon’s claws were filled with strange energies. When those energies approached his body, he felt as though his body was about to be torn apart! It was only by relying on his strong domain cultivation that he could suppress the feeling of those bizarre energies tearing him apart.
For those with strong domain powers, killing moves were generally ineffective, so the battle turned into a prolonged struggle. Whoever had more mana had an 80% chance of winning, while those with less mana could lose in an instant.
“Pfft!”
A faint flame began to flicker uneasily in Basha’s hands. Rob, standing nearby, restlessly shook his claws, watching the two fighting in the sky, ready to charge in at any moment.
“Human, your strength is quite good,” Du Fan and the Golden Bimon, now separated in the sky, both panted heavily.
Hearing the words of the Golden Bimon, Du Fan also showed great humility, waving his hand at the latter before continuing, “Realm-level magical beasts and realm-level beings truly aren’t on the same level. But it doesn’t matter. Just now was just to warm up; the real strength should now be unleashed.” After speaking, the power of the stars slowly enveloped the Star-Picking Blade in his hand. At this moment, the otherwise extremely dark territory of the Bimons was filled with stars, which twinkled continuously. Streams of energy also flowed into Du Fan’s body through the Star-Picking Blade as a medium.
The most mysterious force across the entire continent was this natural power—the power of the stars, which originated from the universe. When this power returned to Du Fan, its strength far exceeded mere greatness, still remaining at the peak of the realm level.
“Cough, cough.” Looking at the sky full of stars, the Golden Bimon coughed and then whispered to Du Fan, “This must be the ancient power of the stars. Kid, are you really planning to go this far?”
Hearing the Golden Bimon’s words, Du Fan looked at him helplessly and pretended to be aggrieved, saying, “You’re the Golden Bimon, while I’m just a human. You have great strength and an iron body. If I were hit by you, wouldn’t I die?”
Upon hearing Du Fan’s words, the Golden Bimon patted his chest proudly, instantly growing from human height to over five meters tall, though he didn’t strike.
“I won’t fight anymore,” the Golden Bimon said, acting spoiled as he looked at Du Fan, somewhat resignedly. “If I keep fighting you like this, I’m definitely no match for you. But I didn’t expect you to have the help of the ancient power of the stars. It seems I misjudged you. Tell me, what level is the strength of these people around you?”
“Hehe.” Hearing the Golden Bimon’s words, Du Fan put away the Star-Picking Blade and introduced them, “These four friends of mine are all god-tier warriors. This little girl is the daughter of the leader of the Earth Tiger tribe—a realm-level warrior. But if she transforms, she’ll be on the edge of the god tier as well.”
“I see. No wonder you could hold your own against me for so long.” The Golden Bimon’s attitude toward Du Fan and the others clearly changed, and he said in an inviting tone, “Your strength surely won’t deceive us Bimons. Alright, I’ll take you to meet the leader of our Bimon tribe. We can make a decision then.”
“Since that’s the case, then hurry and lead the way!” Hearing that the Golden Bimon had finally changed its mind, Du Fan quickly spoke, fearing that if he delayed even a moment, the Golden Bimon might change its mind again.
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“Report, clan leader! Many Night Elves and Spidermen have gathered at the entrance of the Hellish Gorge. Please give your orders.”
At this moment, a member of the dwarf clan, filled with anxiety, rushed to Rumba’s side and began to report.
“Night Elves and Spidermen?” Upon hearing the report, Lunba looked surprised and said to Orna and the others beside him, “These two races are said to be the right-hand men of the Messenger of the Underworld. How did they end up here in the Hellish Gorge?”
“Clan leader, I think this isn’t simple,” Du Bai said anxiously, looking at Lunba. “If my guess is correct, that Messenger of the Underworld must be Du Fan’s arch-rival. He’s probably here targeting Du Fan. But that’s just one aspect. I think his real goal is to rule the Underworld.”
“Hmm,” Lunba nodded in agreement, then turned to Orna and asked, “What do you think, Elder Orna? The enemy has even reached our doorstep. What’s your opinion?”
“Well…” Orna scratched his head awkwardly after hearing Lunba’s words. “Clan leader, I’m just an ordinary elder. As for Du Fan, I’ve also come to realize that the fact that we were able to break free from the Underworld is the real achievement. Du Fan, a stranger to our dwarf clan, was willing to enter the Bimon clan’s territory for our people. It makes perfect sense for him to be made the regent. I fully support it.”