One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

The ground buzzed and trembled as heavily armored cavalrymen, riding beasts resembling black and red demons, charged across from the distance. Li Tong bared his teeth in a grim smile, neither dodging nor avoiding, but instead meeting them with a heavy shoulder slam.

The cavalrymen, along with their mounts, were sent flying. They fell to the ground and were trampled in the blink of an eye, completely devoid of life, turned into a mush of flesh.

Blood stained the corners of Li Tong’s mouth, yet his fierceness in battle only intensified.

Suddenly, he roared up to the sky, tearing the heavens apart and triggering a storm, which flung a large group of nearby soldiers and horses into the air, instantly killing them.

A large contingent of the elite Demon Suppression Army converged from all directions like a flowing stream.

Transforming into a straight long spear, Li Tong pierced directly towards the heart of the enemy.

"Kill!" Li Tong slashed and smashed relentlessly, bathed in blood, his ferocity growing as he carved a bloody path through the battlefield.

The battlefield ahead suddenly cleared, revealing a troop of formidable warriors, averaging two and a half meters in height, clad in heavy armor and wielding massive tower shields, emerging from the crowd.

With a loud bang!

Above the thick and solid tower shield, Sanskrit inscriptions were engraved. Ancient and prolonged chanting began as a faint, bluish smoke arose. Yet again, a line of white-robed monks, their eyes gouged out, holding incense burners, stepped out from the formation.

Amidst the chanting, golden Buddhist lights flashed on the tower shield, forming an unbroken expanse that instantly enveloped Li Tong.

Li Tong’s expression changed abruptly.

He felt as though he were encased in amber, his limbs bound by thick iron chains.

Every move he made required tremendous strength to counteract the seal.

Looking around, he noticed that the elite troops that had come with him had, unknowingly, already all fallen in battle.

The vast battlefield was surrounded by huge shields, and even the sounds of shouting and clashing seemed distant.

The sound of rolling wheels arose.

The circular military formation suddenly opened at one corner, revealing a massive chariot pulled by a demonic creature of deathly origins that appeared on the battlefield.

The great chariot, entirely cast from black iron, hung numerous skull-decorated Magic Artifacts. Atop it sat an ancient lotus base.

Atop it sat a monk with a kindly look and immensely fat stature.

Merely sitting cross-legged on the chariot, he stood over three meters tall, appearing from afar like a massive mountain of flesh. His facial features were simply embedded within his abundant fat, and as he breathed, his body undulated with rolls of flesh, delivering a profound impact.

It was hard to imagine how many devout followers from the barren, vegetation-sparse Skull Plain must have painstakingly nurtured such a huge man.

This hefty monk sat exposed from the chest up, surrounded by over a dozen thinly-dressed noblewomen tending to him attentively.

The women had a look of obsession in their eyes as if the fat, inhuman monk before them was their entire and only world in this life. Even as large portions of their bodies were exposed, glistening slickly, they paid no mind, focusing solely on massaging and serving the hefty monk.

"The Future Buddha, Jialan Gunna!"

Li Tong gritted his teeth so hard that fresh blood seeped out, his face turning incredibly grim.

"Having seen me, the Buddha, should you not immediately convert to my faith?" Jialan Gunna first bent down to take a fruit from the hands of a noblewoman, then began to laugh heartily.

To him, the military leader of a whole province was nothing more than a trifling toy.

"Convert to your faith? A bunch of charlatan monks is all you are." Li Tong roared furiously, his vigorous strength erupting like black smoke, forcefully scattering the Buddhist light binding him.

"I, personally appointed by the imperial court as the military leader of the River North, face you, heretic demons daring to spout madness before me!"

His mouth bared ferocious fangs, and his shoulders and back sprouted thick hair as his muscles enlarged, even shattering his armor, transforming him into a fierce tiger.

"Watch as I, your military leader, tear you all to pieces!"

Amidst the explosive shaking of the ground, Li Tong leaped high, casting a shadow, his giant axe swinging fiercely down towards Jialan Gunna, who simply smiled faintly, "A dying struggle." With a wipe on the noblewoman beside him, he clapped his hands together.

Boom!

Suddenly, the Buddhist light illuminated everything.

The power of the military formation increased tenfold, and it was as if a huge mountain had materialized from nowhere.

It crushed Li Tong down from midair, embedding him into the ground. No matter how violently his limbs twitched or he ground his iron teeth, he could not move.

Then, with a lofty and indifferent look, Jialan Gunna extended a finger and pointed downward—

Bang!

Li Tong’s head exploded abruptly.

With the dissipation of his mighty force, his robust body could no longer hold up, turning into a pile of minced meat and crushed bones.

And with the fall of Li Tong also came the occupation of the entire River North by the forces of Skull Plain.

Beyond that lay River State.

If River North were described as the Wilderness, then River State, nourished by the network of rivers, was a place rich with verdant water and abundant life.

Such a place, rich in mountains and waters, was ideal for nurturing people.

Thinking of the plump and beautiful noblewomen within River State, Jialan Gunna’s face broke into an expectant smile...

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