Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast

The battle under the cliff became even more frenzied.

As more and more mutated creatures fell under the Eight Desolate Battle Halberd, the stench of blood filled the air, spreading even further with the night wind.

Additionally, with the blood flowing into the small river at the foot of the mountain, the creatures of this mountain range were in a frenzy, gathering at Jack Clark’s location continuously.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

One after another, the heads of the mutated creatures exploded, the serpents and lizard species were even cleaved at the waist, the black-red radiance overpowering everything, rotting and breaking the ground.

The madness wasn’t only in the mutated creatures tonight, but the fierceness, brutality, and destructive killing desires in Jack Clark’s avatar were also completely triggered.

As his avatar grew stronger, the destructive desire in his heart became even more intense when he became half-conscious of his giant beast state.

Previously, when he learned the Taoist and Buddhist scriptures from Freya Louise, there was some effect, but it was not as effective as relieving his destructive desires through slaughter.

This was also one of the reasons why he was so ruthless and overbearing on his way into the Alien Beast Battlefield and in the mountains.

Although Jack Clark had fallen into madness, he wasn’t blinded by his destructive desires and still maintained a trace of sobriety, his expression slightly condensed.

His True Strength was consuming too fast.

Less than twenty minutes into battle, he had already slain several hundred low-level mutated creatures, and the rich Dragon Elephant True Strength in his body was also depleted by half due to the constant burst of Halberd Skill.

He couldn’t go on like this.

Thinking of this, Jack Clark’s thoughts shifted, and the True Strength circulating outside his body suddenly darkened, covering only a thin layer of the battle armor.

At the same time, the Halberd Skill on the Eight Desolate Battle Halberd shrank abruptly to just a centimeter, only retaining the coverage and blade augmentation for the war halberd.

With Jack Clark’s aura weakened, the bloodthirsty mutated creatures grow even more excited and crazy.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The densely-packed mutated creatures lunged at Jack Clark, having long given up the idea of devouring the flesh and blood of the long-haired Violent Ape corpses.

Their welcome, a horror-inducing battle halberd swung at supersonic speeds.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Jack Clark stood atop a ten-meter-high rock, wielding the Eight Desolate Battle Halberd, which produced sharp wind and thunderous roars. Each swing would send an incoming mutated creature flying.

Even those Level 4 mutated creatures, which were more than ten meters long and weighed dozens of tons, had their scales broken and exploding in bloody chunks as they were swept away by the terrifying battle halberd.

At the same time, the fifth-layer Dragon Elephant Overbearing Body Method within Jack Clark was operating madly, absorbing and refining the energy between heaven and earth, quickly replenishing his True Strength consumption.

As Jack Clark continued to slaughter, the pile of mutated beasts’ corpses under his feet grew higher and higher.

Meanwhile, under his frenzied battle halberd killing, Jack Clark’s comprehension of the Eight Desolate Refining Hell Halberd deepened. His blood-covered eyes could vaguely see Purgatory.

And the hideous mutated creatures that lunged at him were like the demons from hell.

Eight Desolate, Purgatory!

Merely having the sweeping dominance of the Eight Desolate wasn’t enough. There had to be a demonic intent to suppress one’s Infernal Purgatory through a heaven-shaking slaughter and condensing an unbeatable war intent that was both divine and demonic.

As his understanding deepened and his slaughter became more frenzied, an invisible and terrifying thought was condensing on Jack Clark’s body, with faint red light wrapping around his swinging battle halberd.

That was the materialization of Blood Evil Qi; the unwilling, fierce thoughts from the dead mutated creatures’ corpses merged with the steaming bloody aura that they emitted.

These invisible Killing Intents were supposed to disperse with the raging wind, but now they surged toward Jack Clark like birds finding a forest, condensing into wisps of red mist.

For a moment, Jack Clark’s aura became even more terrifying as if he was a crazed Demon God of slaughter.

Even though Jack Clark’s aura became more terrifying, the mutated creatures rushing toward him were fearless.

All they felt was madness and brutality, with their eyes growing blood-red.

Unconsciously, a faint layer of red, blood-stench enveloped the entire area under the cliff. When the mutated creatures approached, they would lose their sanity, leaving behind only their animal instincts.

Even the moon hanging diagonally in the sky emanated a red light, doubling in size and having a faint ominous air at the edge with a double shadow.

“Under the Blood Moon, a myriad of beasts go mad. Has it been a year now?”

In the military base thousands of kilometers away, a middle-aged man stood on the roof, looking up at the moon that emitted a faint red light in the sky and sighed softly.

This bright red moon appeared to come from their world, but it was actually a reflection of the Blood Moon from another world.

Under the illumination of this red moon, countless mutated creatures, whether in the Nine Rings Mountain Range, the vast plain behind them, or the Cloud Mist Mountain Range spanning thousands of kilometers, became agitated. The moment they met, they would engage in fierce battles as if the entire world had gone mad.

This agitation persisted for a long time, until the darkest time before dawn when the blood light that almost obscured the moon finally faded away.

At once, the agitation permeating the Alien Beast Battlefield gradually receded.

Boom!

The blood-drenched battle halberd swept at supersonic speed, bursting half the body of a mutated creature resembling a dragon lizard with a length of eight meters.

Roar! Roar!

The surrounding dozen mutated creatures let out fearful growls, looking at the dark red figure standing atop a blood-soaked mountain of corpses, their eyes filled with horror.

Under the overwhelming and endless oppressive might, the remaining mutated creatures’ limbs weakened, and they couldn’t help but slowly retreat before suddenly turning around and fleeing.

In just a few breaths, more than ten mutated creatures had rushed into the forest, disappearing into the darkness..