Chapter 247: Chapter 247: The Reverse Scale
A gust of gloomy wind rose, and the dark clouds in the night sky gradually appeared, covering the bright moon and casting darkness over the entire jungle once more.
Curiosity colored God Butcherâs face, the Black Mamba Lifeline Snake of the Snake Lord was no longer a secret, but few had ever seen the true form of the Black Mamba, as those who did became its nourishment!
Hiss! At that moment, a series of sounds came from the surroundings, and God Butcher sharply felt as if he was being targeted by some terrifying entity.
"Is this the Black Mamba?" God Butcher licked his lips, a flash of excitement crossing his face.
Whoosh, a gale swept by, and God Butcherâs figure flickered, vanishing from his spot. A massive rumbling noise erupted where heâd been standing, countless trees were swept away, and a huge snake tail appeared before God Butcher.
"What a huge worm this is!" God Butcherâs gaze sharpened.
The Indian Snake King laughed heartily, "Chinaâs God Butcher, I know youâre indeed powerful, but before my Black Mamba, youâd better just surrender obediently!"
Then the voice of the Indian Snake King came from the air above, and God Butcher looked up to see the Indian Snake King standing atop an enormous snakeâs head, watching God Butcher with a mocking gaze.
"It must be a hundred meters at least!" God Butcher couldnât help but take a sharp breath as he saw the giant snake beneath the Indian Snake Kingâs feet.
This Black Mamba resembled an ancient beast, its long, narrow eyes filled with cold iciness, its scales under the dim moonlight emitting an endless cold gleam.
"It has actually reached beast-level strength of S class!" God Butcher solemnly drew out his longsword, "Not bad, really not bad, it seems youâre an opponent worth taking seriously."
The Indian Snake King sneered, then patted the Black Mambaâs head, and the snake nodded. Then its massive tail, like the Death Godâs scythe, swept toward God Butcher.
God Butcherâs figure flitted back and forth, his longsword brandishing, a succession of piercing Sword Qi striking the Black Mambaâs tail.
But the hard scales were comparable to the hardest armor in the world, and God Butcherâs dozens of Sword Qi strikes failed to break through the Black Mambaâs scale defenses.
"Give up, my Black Mambaâs scales have been meticulously cultivated by me, and with your Sword Qi, you canât possibly break through my defenses!" The Indian Snake King said with great satisfaction as he watched God Butcher apparently at his witâs end.
God Butcher didnât answer, as the tail attacks were coming faster and faster, and he didnât have time to squabble with the Snake Lord.
However, God Butcher had to admit, this Black Mamba as the Snake Lordâs Lifeline Snake, had now evolved into its full form, and its strength was incredibly terrifying, perhaps even ancient beasts were no different.
Whatâs more troublesome, the Black Mamba was under the Snake Lordâs control, the Lifeline Snake was like an extension of the Snake Lordâs own body!
"God Butcher, just give up. I am now unified with the Black Mamba, our strength has reached the peak existence of S class, you canât possibly defeat me!" the Indian Snake King laughed boisterously, "Iâll give you three breathsâ time, if you donât leave, donât blame me for being impolite!"
God Butcher took a deep breath, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes, "Lightning flash, thunder roar, Thunder Break!"
The longsword charged with lightning, God Butcher turned into a Phantom, and rushed along the massive body of the Black Mamba toward the Snake Lord.
The Snake Lord watched the lightning-speed God Butcher with an indifferent gaze, his face unflinching, "Relying on speed? In this world, what creatureâs attack speed can compare with a snakeâs?"
As soon as the words fell, the Black Mamba suddenly charged at God Butcher.
Hiss, hiss! The Black Mamba opened its mouth, its sharp fangs emitting a lingering green light under the moonlight, and a cold air burst forth from its mouth, enveloping God Butcher.
God Butcherâs figure flickered, his complexion turned pale, "Such intense Cold Ice Poison! I didnât expect this Black Mamba to also possess the Ice Attribute, truly worthy of growing into an S-level giant beast, this is trouble."
Before God Butcher could finish speaking, his surroundings rapidly froze over, quickly solidifying into a huge block of ice.
With a clang, the ice block encapsulating God Butcher fell on top of the Black Mambaâs head, and the Indian Snake King couldnât help but burst into laughter as he looked at the unbelieving face of God Butcher.
"What Endless Cold Gleam, itâs simply a joke! I see the China Dragon Group are all but a bunch of arrogant fools! Once my Black Mamba devours God Butcher, its power will soar once again, and by then, even if I face the Dragon King, Iâll have the strength to contend! Haha..."
But at this moment, a mocking glint flashed in God Butcherâs eyes enclosed in the ice, striking a surge of alarm in the Indian Snake Kingâs heart, "No good, could it be..."
Yet, by this moment, it was already too late, as the ice block shattering around God Butcher rapidly exploded, and he lunged towards the Snake King like a bolt of lightning, longsword in hand.
"The title of âEndless Cold Gleamâ isnât bestowed upon me for nothing!" God Butcher sneered inwardly. At such a close distance, even if the Snake King was an S-level expert, there was no way he could evade the decisive strike of God Butcher!
But just at this critical juncture, a single scale abruptly stood erect on the Black Mambaâs head, unlike the others, it shimmered with a golden light.
"The snakeâs reverse scale?" God Butcherâs heart sank. Snakes that have cultivated to the S-level are evolving in the direction of true dragons, with their most prominent feature being the accumulation of their reverse scales!
And this reverse scale was usually concealed within the other scales, intended to block the one deadly attack they were bound to receive!
Clang! A crisp sound echoed as God Butcherâs longsword struck fiercely against the golden scale, and cracks quickly appeared on the sword blade; clearly, this ordinary sword couldnât withstand the force of the reverse scaleâs blow!
With the reverse scaleâs protection, the Snake King finally seized the chance to widen the distance between them.
Upon seeing God Butcherâs sword, he couldnât help but laugh, "God Butcher, arenât you known as âEndless Cold Gleamâ? Now your sword is about to shatter, what do you have left to fight me with?"
God Butcher, looking at the sword in his hands that was about to collapse, couldnât help but frown. Since rising to fame, this was the first time his sword was going to break!
"Gale!" With a flick of his wrist, God Butcherâs longsword shattered into countless fragments, which surged towards the Snake King.
The Indian Snake King shook his head, it seemed that God Butcher had run out of tricks, else he wouldnât have resorted to this move!
The Black Mambaâs scales instantly formed a wall, and all the fragments of the longsword embedded themselves in the scales.
The Indian Snake King waved his hand, and the scales dissipated, then spoke with a tone of pity, "By now you should realize the disparity between us!"
God Butcherâs body swayed; although he had intentionally set a trap earlier, the poison of the Black Mamba had still entered his body. If not for his strong Inner Strength, he would have likely already fallen!
However... if the Snake King thought he had a secure victory, he was being far too naĂŻve!
"Meteor Slash!" God Butcher swung his hand toward the Indian Snake King.