Anlow looked derisively at the giant trying to run away from him after its first punch failed so miserably.

His body bulged and he was a dragon with scarlet scales. He became a winged lizard several a thousand kilometers in length.

In no time, he appeared next to the escaping fusion of demon lord and berserker and gobbled them up.

He felt it beneath himself to even chew as the hybrid was immediately sent to his stomach to be digested.

He remembered the visage of true fear the hybrid showed before it was swallowed.

“So satisfying. I was made for this. OOOH.” It looked like the dragon was spasming and having an orgasm, its thoughts, better left unsaid.

In the next moment, the several thousand kilometers dragon was no more and returned to the single-horned Vampire, which looked like a young man in his twenties.

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It then reinitiated the connection to its master Kron, “Master. I sense a treasure near you. It’s faint but head north, with your current origin energy capacity, only two teleportations are needed once you are outside of the city.”

Kron who was reviewing Marley’s memories for the second time, to make sure he hadn’t missed anything, furrowed his brow when his servant spoke.

“Your dragon side can snuff out treasures from anywhere in the universe, of course, how could I forget? I’ll be on my way, right now.” Kron said as he teleported to the outskirts of the city and then once again to the wilderness outside.

He could’ve used his remaining teleportations to be used once he was outside the city but felt that given the recent events, leaving incognito was the right choice. If his grandfather was as shrewd as he deemed him to be, he should’ve ordered the servants to keep an eye out on him.

Being the target of assassination was annoying, but it didn’t hurt to be cautious. He just had to run to the treasure on foot while refining more origin energy to come back into his house unseen.

He only ran for close to an hour until he reached a clearing. Even he could feel the strangeness of the place, but he attributed it to his connection with Anlow that had somehow allowed him to reach here without further guidance as if he had always known the way.

He then put his palm on a specific spot on the ground and then a thin line of blood weaved like a rope tore open the ground and burrowed itself in search of the treasure.