Lives that have become demigods in other planes, strong enough to be rejected by the rules of the main plane, cannot set foot in the main plane.

This is definitely a significant gain.

Earlier, Lear plucked the eye of the Master of Stench and Flies, granting the Flesh Butcher extraordinary space mobility.

This Heavy Armor Warrior thus gained astonishing agility, dramatically boosting combat power.

With joy overflowing in his heart, he glanced to the side, holding a Heavy War Axe, a headless stitched life form.

"Radina, devour this flesh... it contains the power you need."

The Flesh Butcher strode forward and knelt on the ground in the most humble position.

"Thank you for your blessing, my lord..."

Though without a head, the voice was clear, distinct, evoking a strong sense of eeriness.

Lear nodded, signaling it to begin devouring.

Supported by intelligence, he knew the main character of this battle was Kalanis, so he didn't let these High Tier heroes intervene.

He had them stay around more as precautionary measures.

The Flesh Butcher didn't hesitate, crimson energy surged from its body, directly enveloping the leg of the Master of Stench and Flies.

In the next moment, vast, surging life energy poured into this divine life form.

The aura, already condensed to its utmost, began to rise.

Within mere breaths, it was like a mud dam holding a river burst open by a flood.

Crack~

A crisp sound rang out.

The aura suddenly soared drastically.

The surrounding High Tier heroes instinctively glanced over, their expressions growing extremely solemn.

They felt pressure, immense pressure.

As if witnessing a giant dragon hatching...

Only Kalanis remained calm.

No matter who it was, no matter what power was in front of her, nothing could shake her will.

Meanwhile, magic power began to surge in from all directions, forming a magic vortex due to the rapid devouring.

Upon acquiring energy, the aura started to rise further.

But soon, Lear sensed the surrounding magic power density was insufficient for the Flesh Butcher's needs.

He made up his mind.

Energy hidden in the depths of the earth began to surge upward, infusing its body.

Supported by massive energy, the Flesh Butcher's aura soared once more.

With a domineering posture, it made a second breakthrough.

In mere seven or eight minutes, Lear felt that at least 5000 Fallen Demon's flesh could be devoured cleanly by it.

He couldn't help exclaiming at the opponent's ferocity.

Just then, the Flesh Butcher's aura suddenly multiplied several times and then abruptly halted.

No longer consuming energy infused by the Land of Crimson Rot...

Lear's eyes lit up.

Transformation completed?!

Curiously opening its attribute panel, there hung a number that made his heart tremble brightly.

15 level!!

The surrounding heroes now fixed their gazes on the Flesh Butcher, each with a solemn expression.

Especially the Great Demons who frequently teamed up with the Flesh Butcher, now wore a bitter look.

15 level!!

The opponent ascended to 15 level!!

Even at level 13 it could suppress them in battle, requiring them to join forces to draw even.

Now... it seems all of them together might struggle.

This headless creature, how could it be so abnormally powerful?!

The Flesh Butcher had lingered at level 13 quite long enough.

In previous battles, this divine life charging ahead had already accumulated enough power within its body.

Just lacking an opportunity to promote the final transformation.

The remaining limbs of the demigod ignited long-repressed flames, fully unleashing the power within.

This ascension was more about its own accumulation, not solely relying on the flesh of the Master of Stench and Flies.

The reinvigorated Flesh Butcher immediately knelt on the ground with one knee, greeting in the most humble manner.

"Thank you for your blessing, my lord..."

Lear was also quite exhilarated.

Didn't expect the Flesh Butcher to give him such a big surprise.

At level 13, the Flesh Butcher already began to look fierce, and now having ascended to level 15, it's undoubtedly Weilu City's top-tier combat strength.

Even converting a level 16 Flying Dragon into a Mechanical Flying Dragon wouldn't shake its position.

Perhaps only when Kalanis's level catches up could it compete.

But looking at future potential, Kalanis, who has grasped some authority, is evidently more anticipated.

Thus, with this 5-star crisis, the curtain drops.

Lear didn't pay any price; instead, due to Kalanis's exceptional nature, he severed the leg of the demigod Master of Stench and Flies, allowing the Flesh Butcher another ascension.

Becoming Weilu City's 8th High Tier combat strength at level 15.

But truthfully, locked in a cage for a deathmatch... those seven level 15 Great Demons wouldn't be enough for the Flesh Butcher alone to kill.

Divine life, just so inconceivable.

After calming down, Lear deeply looked at Kalanis.

"Hard work..."

This resolute warrior shook her head, showing a satisfied smile.

How could a mere demigod hurt the lord?!

"Lord, it's my honor!"

This was her first time truly, meaningfully aiding Lear.

In previous battles, although she participated, leaving her wouldn't have affected anything.

This feeling made her very happy.

My lord, I said, my war saber will always swing for you... this is a vow I've engraved with my soul.

Let today be a beginning.

Seeing this, Lear reached out to pat her shoulder, not saying more.

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