Picking Up Attributes From Today Chapter 263

“T-the Grim Reaper Scythe!”

“This is… the Grim Reaper Scythe!!”

In its divine kingdom, the Titan Spiritual God gazed as the scythe appeared abruptly. His countenance changed instantly. “How did this knave get the Grim Reaper Scythe!?”

The Grim Reaper Scythe was no ordinary divine weapon. It was what the Grim Reaper used to reap and sacrifice souls. It was evil, terrifying, bloodthirsty, powerful…

Every scythe was at least a higher-tier divine weapon. A higher-tier divine weapon, the kind that even a wealthy intermediate deity like Titan Spiritual God was envious of!

The key point was that the Grim Reaper Scythe was the Grim Reaper's companion divine weapon. Where did that Grim Reaper Scythe come from? Perhaps he was part of the Death Gods?

“The Grim Reaper Scythe! Why do you have this evil weapon?”

Horace's countenance changed as his eyes fixated on the scythe were filled with dread.

That was a higher-tier divine weapon that could kill him by slicing him up like cutting cabbages, his divine body could not take it.

“The Grim Reaper Scythe is the companion divine weapon of the Grim Reaper.” Meng Lei licked his lips and lied casually, “So where do you think I got it from?”

“This means you're…”

Horace's expression changed greatly.

“You've guessed right! Now let me reward you with a slice!” Meng Lei said as he teleported in front of him.

Splurt!

The Grim Reaper Scythe chopped down and sliced Horace's body like a kitchen knife on bean curd, easily slicing open a two-meter wound.

A sharp pain coursed through his body as Horace looked at his bleeding abdomen and gasped. “I'd expect no less from the Grim Reaper Scythe, so sharp!”

“Of course it's sharp! I killed a true god-level Ram-Lion Demon Lord forcibly two years ago with this!” Meng Lei laughed faintly. “And you'll be the first God I chop dead!”

“Chop me dead?” Horace's eyelid twitched a few times. He said with a cold voice, “Then we'll see whether you are capable of it, Divine Kingdom Suppression!”

Buzz…

A huge hologram of a golden divine kingdom appeared above Meng Lei's head, and massive amounts of divine kingdom power shrouded Meng Lei within.

Buzz…

At this moment, Meng Lei felt like he was stuck in a mud pit—pressure came from everywhere as it squeezed against his body, as if hundreds of millions of tons of weight were on him, while he could barely move.

“Oh little kid, why are true gods different from half-deities? It's because of our divine kingdoms!”

Horace sneered. “The divine kingdom is the most powerful trump card of true gods. True gods are the most powerful in their divine kingdoms. Even if they are away from it, they could use the power of divine kingdoms to suppress their enemies!”

“The power of divine kingdom…”

Meng Lei looked at the golden power of the divine kingdom above him inexplicably.

“Little kid, you're indeed really incredible, with unbelievable luck. Still, if you did not become a true god, how would you know our true terrifying power?”

Horace snapped. “Let me tell you something, do not underestimate any true god!”

With that said, Horace threw a punch toward Meng Lei—this time with full force!

Meng Lei was a threat to his life, and he did not dare to relax anymore!

Horace believed that with his lesser deity level of the divine body, his punch with full power would definitely break Meng Lei apart, killing him on the scene.

However, just as it was about to hit Meng Lei, Meng Lei exploded into countless micro-electrical currents that flew around in the air.

Horace's body stumbled a little as he hit nothing, while the micro-electrical currents combined instantly and transformed back into Meng Lei.

Meng Lei wielded his Grim Reaper Scythe. Horace's right arm shot into the sky with a splurt as it split from the body.

“What?”

Upon seeing this sudden change, the spectators were shocked!

At the moment before, Meng Lei was suppressed by the divine kingdom and could not move at all. Horace had that much advantage just now!

Yet, at the very next moment, how did this happen?

He did not just miss Meng Lei, but he actually got his right arm cut off by Meng Lei? That was way too fast!

“That was… Thunder-Elemental Transformation?”

Horace held his bloodied shoulder as he grimaced in pain with a look of disbelief toward Meng Lei.

“Bingo! Sadly no prizes for you!”

Meng Lei swung the Grim Reaper Scythe as blood drops streamed down the ground.

“I did not expect you to have such ability!” Horace had an awful look on his face. “But, if you think you can defeat me like that, then you're wrong big time!”

“No! I had never thought of defeating you!”

Meng Lei took a step forward and flashed before Horace. “Since the beginning, I had only one objective… to kill you!”

Whoosh!

Meng Lei exploded without warning and turned into a menacing black smoke that went through Horace's body. Meng Lei reformed his body and swung his scythe.

Splurt!

This time, the left arm was sliced off.

For a while, with both arms chopped off, Horace became a stick. Golden divine blood gushed out of his severed shoulders.

“Dark-Elemental Transformation!?”

Blood drained from Horace's face as he was finally frightened. “You could actually master two elemental abilities! What kind of monster are you?”

“Hmm, where was I?” Meng Lei smiled leisurely. “It's rare to meet such a strong opponent, so next, I'll use every trick I have on you!”

With that said, a 100,000-feet-tall mountain appeared above Horace abruptly and crashed down toward him.

It was Teleportation this time!

Snap!

The mountain crashed onto Horace's body, and it shattered instantly. As the mountain drowned Horace, Meng Lei pointed his finger.

A golden air current flew out and flooded Horace and the shattered mountain in a flash.

It was Absolute Zero this time!

Snap!

Snap!

In a blink of an eye, Horace and the mountain debris became a huge golden ice lump. An astonishing cold air spread around, though the crowd was quite far from the battleground, they could feel the chill down their whole bodies.

Until now, Meng Lei had no plans to let Horace off. The Netherworld Divine Fire formed in his palm and turned into a black spear.

It was the Netherworld Divine Fire this time!

“One, two, three…” Meng Lei counted slowly.

Boom!

A thunderous roar was heard as the huge ice lump exploded off. Horace reappeared!

Just then, the loaded black spear shot out!

Thud!

The black spear was made up of Netherworld Divine Fire after all, so its sharpness was unlike Gods-Slaying Spear and Grim Reaper Scythe and did not penetrate Horace's divine body.

Still, it exploded on Horace's body and started burning!

Horace's entire body was burning in the flames of the Netherworld Divine Fire in just a split second.

“Damn it! It's the Netherworld Divine Fire!”

Horace was shocked and outraged as he almost broke down.

Everyone who was watching the battle gave their pitiful gazes—sliced by the scythe, frozen by ice, and now getting burned by fire…

Too difficult!

That was too difficult for him!

“You bastard!”

In his divine kingdom, the Titan Spiritual God's eyelids twitched uncontrollably—he was starting to regret sending Horace to Heaven's Vault Continent.

Being beaten up was one thing, being tortured like that was the key thing—that was simply bullying!

Teleportation!

Thunder-Elemental Transformation!

Dark-Elemental Transformation!

Grim Reaper Scythe!

That spear!

And now Netherworld Divine Fire!?

What kind of mortal is this man? Why did he possess so many unbelievable Innate Special Abilities and high tier divine weapons?

The Titan Spiritual God simply could not understand why.

Ignoring the divine weapons since they could be obtained through having connections and background, Innate Special Abilities could not be obtained so simply like that.

Elemental Transformation—the exclusive Innate Special Ability of elemental beings, how did a mere human like Meng Lei have it?

Teleportation—the extremely rare Innate Special Ability that the Titan Spiritual God had only heard of but never seen with his own eyes!

Netherworld Divine Fire—the exclusive special ability of the Divine Netherworld Phoenix. Meng Lei was just a human. How could he be able to use the Netherworld Divine Fire?

Just how?!

Just why?!

Just…

“This human is a mystery himself, I just couldn't see through his background!”

The Titan Spiritual God did not like things to get out of control under his nose because it made him feel that he was not powerful enough.

“The Netherworld Divine Fire! Could he be a part of the Divine Netherworld Phoenix race?”

The Dragon God's countenance was rather contorted. Although he did not want to admit it, he was jealous. What kind of presence was the Divine Netherworld Phoenix race?

It was an incredibly powerful race that would not pale in comparison with the Titan Gods. Plus, they had a diluted bloodline, which made them so rare.

The Dragon God could imagine that once the Divine Netherworld Phoenix discovered Meng Lei, they would surely bring Meng Lei back to be groomed with priority.

Till then, the number of resources that Meng Lei could enjoy would surely be no less than that of the Titan Spiritual God!

Till then, with the vast amount of power of faith and resources, Meng Lei's combat power would surely improve very quickly and overtake the Dragon God in no time.

“You bastard!”

At the thought of these, the Dragon God's jealousy was off the charts. The Dragon Gods were not weak. In fact, they were very powerful in the Void.

The thing was that the Dragon Gods race was so selfish and strict that they only groomed offspring with the pure bloodline. Those with a mixed bloodline and born as lowly wild dragons in the material plane like him would never get the chance to be groomed by the elders.

“I'm so damn jealous!”

The Dragon God's eyes were red.

Once he met the everlasting flames of the Netherworld Divine Fire, even Horace could do nothing about it and could only suffer in pain.

“As I've said before, the ending will always be the same.” Meng Lei walked step by step toward Horace. “The Dragon Island half-deities, the Titan half-deities, or you, you are all the same in my eyes!”

“Human, I have underestimated you!”

Horace was a warrior as he did not make any noises with flames burning all over him. “I might die without regrets, but Master Spiritual God will avenge me!”

“Avenge? Then let him come.” Meng Lei puffed. “Since we have beef already, I don't care at all!”

Horace did not say anything as he closed his eyes slowly and allowed the Netherworld Divine Fire to ravage his body, poised like he was about to sacrifice himself.

“Not bad! You're hardy!” Meng Lei could not help but praise. “How about this, I'll give you a chance. As long as you submit to me, I can spare your life. How about that?”

“I'm the great Horace, how could I submit to a junior?”

“Oh well… Whatever suits you!”

Chapter end