Chapter 37 -37-The Value of a Tier-4 Spellbeast’s Corpse
For Claw Tyrant, who had gained some fame and a respectable level of strength and status, survival meant hope. As long as he lived, there was a chance to reclaim everything he had lost.
However, under his pleading gaze, Lady Black Goat showed no intention of helping him. Instead, she quickened her escape.
She knew that without Claw Tyrant buying her time, she had no chance of escaping the divine territory's reach.
Thus, she could only sacrifice Claw Tyrant to secure her own survival.
The moment Lady Black Goat abandoned him, Claw Tyrant's expression turned utterly lifeless.
Before he could react further, Owen's divine might surged forth, tearing his body into bloody fragments, blooming like a crimson rose from within.
Claw Tyrant was dead!
Lady Black Goat, who was still fleeing, felt her scalp go numb at the sight.
This god was too ruthless!
Even though they had come with ill intentions, they were both tier-4 spellbeasts—beings of status and renown. Yet Owen had shown no mercy, exterminating them without hesitation, more merciless than even spellbeasts themselves.
Claw Tyrant's tier was slightly lower than hers, but their strength gap was not overwhelming. And yet, he had perished with barely any resistance.