This was the kind of god-blooded creature Henry Carter remembered. The god-blooded black beetle he had killed himself was far, far weaker in comparison—it hardly seemed like a god-blooded creature at all, only a little stronger than an ordinary black beetle.

At first, the group had barely managed to contain the god-blooded creature, but when Divine Son's mount was slain, they instantly lost a crucial shield. The god-blooded creature swung its golden double-bladed giant axe, howling as it charged madly, spinning the axe like a golden wheel. Instantly, the air was filled with wails and screams, blood and severed limbs flying everywhere. In just a moment, the god-blooded creature broke through the encirclement and dashed wildly toward the mountains.

When it reached the mountain pass, the god-blooded creature deliberately turned around, rearing up on its hind legs like a horse, letting out a long bellow like a bull, then sped off into the mountains, leaving nothing but dust behind.

“Damn it, trying to run?” Divine Son roared in fury. With a wave of his hand, a green falcon beast soul flew out, transforming into a green iron bow that landed in Divine Son's hand.

Then, with another gesture, Divine Son's other hand summoned a fiery six-winged giant bee, which transformed into a dark red arrow and landed in his other hand.

“A god-blooded Poisonblast Six-Winged Bee beast soul!” Emily Bennett and Brother Grant both cried out in shock when they saw the fiery six-winged giant bee beast soul.

Back when they hunted the god-blooded Poisonblast Six-Winged Bee, it was also the three of them—together with Divine Son—who finally managed to slay it. It was Divine Son who landed the killing blow, and to their surprise, he was lucky enough to obtain the beast soul of the Poisonblast Six-Winged Bee.

That was a god-blooded beast soul! In the entire Steel Armor Shelter, there were known to be no more than ten god-blooded beast souls, and more than half of those were left behind by the old veterans before they entered the Second God's Sanctuary.

“Divine Son, don’t! That’s a one-time-use beast soul. If you fail to kill it…” Ryan Russell tried to stop Divine Son, but it was already too late.

In his rage, Divine Son had already nocked the Poisonblast Six-Winged Bee arrow onto the iron bow, drawing it to full tension, and fired a streak of red light at the god-blooded creature that had reached the mountain pass.

Bang!

Sensing danger, the god-blooded creature had just turned its head when the Poisonblast Six-Winged Bee arrow exploded violently into its chest, bursting open like a bomb. Its chest was blown apart, blood and organs spraying everywhere as it crashed to the ground, clearly on the verge of death.

“You dare kill my Divine Son’s mount? There’s no way I’ll let you live.” Divine Son stood proudly with his bow, his cold shout echoing like a king ruling the world, making all the heroes tremble in awe.

Seeing everyone’s shocked expressions—even Emily Bennett was a little dazed—Divine Son was secretly pleased with himself. But suddenly, a blue shadow shot down from the sky, plunging straight into the dying god-blooded creature and snuffing out its last breath.

Then, a golden figure dashed down from a nearby rocky hill, and in the blink of an eye reached the god-blooded creature, grabbed the golden double-bladed giant axe lying to the side, slung it over his shoulder, and turned to run into the mountains.

“Coin Bro!” Sophie Brooks instantly recognized Henry Carter’s unique golden armor and cried out in shock.

Chapter 10: The Bloody Butcher

Henry Carter had been hiding atop the rocky hill, watching as the god-blooded creature ran in his direction. He was hesitating about whether to retreat when he suddenly saw Divine Son shoot the god-blooded creature to the ground with a single arrow, leaving it on the brink of death.

At that moment, a surge of vicious courage welled up in him. As he charged down the rocky hill, he summoned his bronze crescent spear and hurled it like a javelin at the dying god-blooded creature, striking it right in the chest wound and finishing it off.

“Hunted god-blooded creature: Bloody Butcher. Acquired god-blooded Bloody Butcher beast soul. Consuming Bloody Butcher flesh may randomly grant 0 to 10 god genes.”

The voice sounded in his mind, and Henry Carter’s heart nearly burst with happiness—a god-blooded beast soul! He had actually gotten another god-blooded beast soul with this strike. He could hardly believe it himself; the odds were so incredibly low.

But now was no time for excitement. The Bloody Butcher’s corpse was far too large for him to carry away, but the golden giant axe was a different story.

Creatures in the shelter could, through special means, nurture treasures that did not belong to their own bodies. Humans called these treasures “relics.” Although relics couldn’t transform like beast souls and could only be wielded like ordinary objects, some high-level creatures produced relics that were no less powerful than beast souls.

That god-blooded creature had just wielded the golden giant axe with unstoppable might—ordinary beast soul weapons and beast soul mounts were shattered by a single blow from it. It was clearly an excellent god-blooded relic.

Henry Carter’s original target was the golden giant axe; obtaining the Bloody Butcher beast soul was a complete stroke of luck.

Seeing Henry Carter running into the mountains with the golden giant axe slung over his shoulder, everyone was momentarily stunned—this was simply too unexpected.