Bab 1124: Kill

"Thinking of running?" Lin Fan stood there firmly. He had already seen through the thoughts in the Insect Race Master God's mind.

Licking off the fresh blood from the side of his lips before glaring at Lin Fan with a malevolent expression, the Master God said. "Indigenous Being, don't think that you're capable of killing me. You don't have what it takes."

"Is that so? Then, we'll just have to wait and see if I've got what it takes, won't we?" Lin Fan chuckled coldly. Today, he was going to kill yet another one of these Master Gods. With that, the seventy two Master Gods would go down to sixty nine.

The Insect Race Master God looked at this Indigenous Being warily before roaring furiously. His back wriggled out as though something was about to break out of it.

PSCHHHHHHHHH!

In that instant, a metamorphosis occurred.