The strength of the Bronze Tusk Beast itself is considered quite weak among primitive-level creatures, but the beast soul of the Bronze Tusk Beast is rather popular.

Henry Carter focused his mind, and a bronze-colored tusk protruded, like a porcupine’s, a two-foot-long shadow surging forth, transforming into a bronze crescent spear that landed in Henry Carter’s hand.

The crescent spear gleamed with a cold bronze light, and the crescent-shaped blade exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down one’s spine.

Primitive-level Bronze Tusk Beast beast soul: weapon type.

Henry Carter swung the bronze crescent spear a few times, displaying a rather vigorous and imposing manner. The integrated compulsory education had also taught basic spear techniques, and Henry Carter was very interested in all kinds of weapons, so he had never neglected spear training.

After practicing for quite a while, Henry Carter finally put away the bronze crescent spear and caught a Bronze Tusk Beast to take back.

Finding a secluded spot, he put away the God-blooded Black Beetle armor, then carried the Bronze Tusk Beast—already knocked out and tied up—back to the shelter.

When he reached the front gate of the shelter, a group of more than a dozen people rushed out from inside, each riding a tall beast soul mount. The leader wore steel armor, a blood-red sword strapped to his back, and rode a beast soul mount resembling a triceratops. He looked imposing and domineering, drawing envious and jealous glances from everyone.

Among the three powerhouses of Steel Armor Shelter who aim to evolve with god genes, the leader was one of them—Divine Son. His real name and identity were unknown, but within Steel Armor Shelter, Divine Son was an absolute powerhouse.

Henry Carter shifted to the side with the Bronze Tusk Beast on his back, intending to wait for the group to pass. Unexpectedly, the leader stopped his triceratops-like mount right beside him.

Bang!

Divine Son glanced at Henry Carter, then with a wave of his large hand, a whip lashed out like a venomous snake, striking Henry Carter’s shoulder and back. Not only did the Bronze Tusk Beast fall to the ground, but his clothes were torn open, and a hideous, centipede-like bloody welt instantly swelled up on his shoulder and back.

“Who’s so bold as to sell you a primitive-level creature?” Divine Son looked down at Henry Carter from above, his expression cold as he questioned harshly.

Inside Steel Armor Shelter, everyone knew that Divine Son was a suitor of Emily Bennett, and Henry Carter, the notorious “butt maniac” who had poked Emily Bennett’s butt, was naturally hated by Divine Son. Henry Carter’s miserable situation in Steel Armor Shelter was largely due to Divine Son.

After learning that Emily Bennett had been poked, Divine Son not only had people give Henry Carter a severe beating, but also issued a harsh warning: anyone who dared to trade with Henry Carter would be making an enemy of him, Divine Son, and it would be a fight to the death.

“I hunted it myself,” Henry Carter stared coldly at Divine Son, fists clenched, but he stood his ground without moving.

Divine Son not only had an extremely high gene completion rate and formidable strength, but also possessed many beast souls and was supported by a group of powerful followers. Even if Henry Carter risked his life, he would have trouble even scratching him. Even with the God-blooded armor, he probably wouldn’t make it to Divine Son before being killed by the crowd of strongmen.

The world of the shelter was different from the Alliance; here, there were no laws—everything was decided by strength. If Henry Carter died, it would be in vain. Moreover, rumor had it that Divine Son came from a prominent family in the Alliance, so even if someone killed him in the Alliance, they might not face legal consequences.

Henry Carter wasn’t afraid of death, but if he died, Susan Russell and Olivia Carter would be left alone and helpless, likely bullied to the point of having no way to survive.

“If I find out anyone dares to sell you anything, I guarantee both you and that person will die miserably.” Divine Son swept his gaze over the faces of the people at the gate, then flicked his whip and rode off, not even bothering to look at Henry Carter again.

“Butt maniac, behave yourself and don’t cause trouble, or I won’t mind giving you another good beating.” Ryan Russell also gave Henry Carter a cold snort, then rode his black-horned horse to follow Divine Son with the other strongmen.

Back then, it was Ryan Russell who had beaten up Henry Carter on behalf of Divine Son. Ryan Russell was one of Divine Son’s trusted followers, and the two had known each other in the Alliance.

Henry Carter watched the direction in which Divine Son and his group left, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He silently picked up the Bronze Tusk Beast from the ground and walked into Steel Armor Shelter under the contemptuous gazes of the others.

“Strength, I need more strength.” Henry Carter’s anger burned in his chest, but for one person to fight a group of strongmen, his strength was still far from enough.

But now, he had that heaven-defying black crystal in his hand—this was his greatest opportunity.

“Tianzi, why not just kill that kid? Why keep him around as an eyesore?” Ryan Russell said coldly.

Divine Son smiled and said, “Emily Bennett is too stubborn by nature and doesn’t like others interfering in her affairs. Since she hasn’t killed Henry Carter herself, if I do it, it’ll only make her unhappy. It’s best to leave it at that.”

“That Emily Bennett really doesn’t know what’s good for her. It’s her great fortune that Tianzi-ge is willing to pursue her, yet she keeps putting on airs. If it weren’t for you, Tianzi-ge, I would have taken people to wipe her out long ago,” said Divine Son’s other trusted follower, Swordmaster.