Chapter 1831 Beast Song
Chapter 1831: Beast Song Chapter 1831: Beast Song Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Loki Foreman rolled his eyes and muttered, “So skilled?
Really?
You dare to say that?” “Back then, Master buried billions of demons with the funeral song.
If she knew about this, she wouldn’t even think of playing a song with Master,” Bedirhan Leitner shook his head.
Garvie Nantz added, “Master has always been ruthless towards the demon race.
With half of the applicants being demon gods, I doubt things are that simple.” “Of course it’s not that simple!” Femi Kabbah and the others knew their master’s personality all too well. The demon race applicants below were definitely out of luck.
Seeing that nothing had gone wrong so far, the nine palace masters breathed a sigh of relief. If anything had happened, they would have faced a lot of pressure.
Ileana Ivanov gradually relaxed, but she didn’t notice that Braydon Neal had already taken over. Braydon had replaced her, and the sound of the kithara began to change subtly.
Garvie closed his eyes to listen. Suddenly, he opened his eyes in horror and said, “Beast song!” “What beast song?” Bedirhan asked.
Garvie, who had inherited Braydon’s legacy, explained, “The forbidden song of the beast.
Once played, it drives beasts mad.
Their blood will boil, and their souls will become blurry.
They can even jump a realm when immersed in it.
The ancient demon race loves this song.
When used in large-scale battles, it makes the beasts crazy and fearless.
Their overall strength increases by two to three times, allowing them to tear apart their enemies with unstoppable force.
The beast song once caused great suffering for ancient humans.” On this occasion, Braydon had mixed the kithara’s sound with the cries of beasts. What was he aiming for? This would make the beasts go berserk!
That was precisely the effect Braydon wanted. It also showed the applicants below the true nature of the technique.
What innate gods? It was all just a disguise under false pretenses. Humans and demons were natural enemies! It was a temporary illusion to deceive the world!
The beast song, however, was ineffective against human cultivators.
The demon gods who had registered below were infused with beastly blood, causing a large number of demon beasts to reveal their true forms. A riot broke out!
In the chaos, a four-eyed black panther grew to a thousand meters long. Its blood-red eyes scanned the crowd before it turned and swallowed hundreds of people, all human gods. The scene was horrifying.
The recruitment event at the divine palace was a major occasion, and it was shocking to see beings daring to cause such trouble. The Divine Origin Palace’s palace master’s face turned ashen. He thought the demon beast had lost its mind because of the kithara music and shouted angrily, “Trash!
Kill it!” Swoosh! An elder slashed down with his sword, killing the four-eyed black panther. But the chaos only worsened, spreading like a plague. The demons were out of control, and every demon god had bloodshot eyes, showing a crazed and cruel look. Their bloodlust drove them to attack the humans around them.
The elders of the divine palace frowned in concern.
“Stop!” The palace master of the Divine Revelation Palace glared at Braydon and shouted, “Palace Master Neal, stop the music!” Elder Ileana, realizing the problem likely came from Braydon, tried to intervene with her kithara, but it was too late. Braydon had already mastered the kithara, and it was beyond her control now.
The Divine Origin Palace’s palace master stepped forward, ready to act, but Braydon’s calm gaze made the nine palace masters hesitate. Everyone shuddered, seemingly forgetting the scene from nine years ago when Braydon had overwhelmed all nine of them.
Now, with everyone watching, they were considering taking action again?
“Palace Master Neal,” the palace master of the Divine Revelation Palace said bitterly, “The divine palace is drawing attention with this recruitment.
We can’t afford to turn this into a joke!” “Why do you say that?” Braydon stood up, put away his kithara, and said calmly, “Elder Ileana and I played together.
It was just an ordinary piece of confusion.
These demon gods, born cruel, lost their minds and were bewitched for no reason.
How can such despicable creatures be allowed into my divine palace?” The palace masters exchanged glances and understood that Braydon was involved. They couldn’t figure out what methods he had used. Only the burly man next to him and the crippled black dog stared at Braydon.
“Back then, I broke one of your legs.
Today, I could easily cripple the other three,” Braydon said indifferently, a clear threat and warning.
The crippled black dog closed its eyes, not daring to provoke Braydon further.
Out of the more than 100 million applicants, half had been eliminated in an instant—all demon gods. They were swept out and forced to leave the field. Some demon gods, influenced by the beast song, were imprisoned and had yet to regain their clarity, all thanks to Braydon.
“Let’s start the second round!” the Divine Origin Palace’s palace master said helplessly, unable to change the situation.
“Open the Primordial God World!” The various palace masters, all god kings, each nurtured their own divine realm. The Divine Origin Palace’s palace master opened his small world, and in an instant, everyone present was absorbed into it. The world was divided into different regions, each with its own set of elders.
In the following assessment, the elders of each peak would select new disciples. Those who were not chosen but still qualified would be recruited as outer sect disciples. Those who didn’t meet the standards could choose to become servants in the divine palace.
Servants were considered the lowest status in the divine palace. While outer sect disciples had more opportunities, being a servant was the least desirable position. In the universe, this was almost unheard of. In the divine realm, every living being born was considered an innate god, all thanks to the Source of Divine Concentration.
Braydon also entered the Primordial God World and chuckled as he looked at the gods scattered across the mountains and plains. There were no demi-human gods left—only human disciples.
Standing in mid-air with his hands behind his back, Braydon said calmly, “Go and take a look.
If you find any suitable newcomers, recruit them into the Northern Palace!” “Yes, sir!” The hundred elders dispersed to carry out the task. Bedirhan and the other three also went out personally. The Primordial God World gradually became bustling with activity.
There were no rules for this assessment. All applicants had to showcase their strength and cultivation talent through battle. And battle they did—millions of skirmishes erupted in no time. With over 50 million applicants, there was no shortage of geniuses.
The elders of the various peaks began selecting candidates, with all 36,000 elders personally witnessing the battles. After each fight, an elder would step forward and offer an opportunity.
Loki hovered in the air, hands behind his back, watching more than ten battles with a frown.
“They’re all trash.
How can we bring any of them into the Northern Palace?” Loki only took notice of truly exceptional talents, but such geniuses were rare.
“It’s going to take quite some time,” Braydon said softly.
“Given the current scale, this could go on for a while.
Why don’t you go and take a look?”