With the sword of slaughter in one hand, Joelson ignored the shocked crowd around him and walked toward the strange tree step by step.

The small tree that had been quiet a moment ago seemed to have sensed a familiar aura and began to tremble, shaking its branches and leaves.

Joelson reached out his hand and grabbed the fruit of slaughter.

Before he could grab the fruit, the strange tree dropped the fruit on its own and it floated into his hand.

After the strange tree dropped the fruit, the whole tree trembled and curled up, looking very dispirited.

Everyone on the side was dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

What was going on?

The tree was afraid of him?

However, something even more stupefying happened.

Joelson didn't eat the fruit of slaughter. All he saw was an enormous crack in the void in front of him.

A figure slowly emerged from the crack. His entire body was covered in blood-red, and under the sunlight, he seemed to be covered in flowing blood.

Everyone clearly saw the enormous figure that had appeared in front of them.

It was a giant dragon!

The instant the giant dragon appeared, everyone, including the surviving demigods, fell to their knees. They could sense an extremely dangerous aura emanating from this giant dragon.

The giant dragon's body emanated an extremely pure and dense law of slaughter. This was something they were far from being able to compare to, something even demigods couldn't compare to.

It was as though the giant dragon only needed a single thought to confine their laws of slaughter, preventing them from using even the slightest bit of the power of the laws.

And from what they could sense, this giant dragon's aura was only at the deity level!

Just how terrifying was this giant dragon?

This was Fenrir's first time leaving the ranch space. He appeared extremely curious as he observed his surroundings.

After a while, he seemed to have sensed something as he closed his large ruby-like eyes.

Suddenly, the law of slaughter that filled the void gathered towards him. Even the strange little tree became even more dispirited. The tree trunk bent so much that it seemed as if it could no longer support its crown.

Fenrir had absorbed all of the laws of slaughter in the surroundings. The blood-red color on his body seemed to become even more dazzling.

Joelson looked at Fenrir with satisfaction in his eyes.

In a month's time, Fenrir had grown to a size of fifty yards. His strength had also risen to the peak of the deity domain. After experiencing a few more battles in the Dragon God's Arena, he would be able to transform and advance.

Joelson wriggled the slaughter fruit in his hand.

Only now did Fenrir notice the existence of the slaughter fruit. He immediately moved his large head closer to the fruit, continuously sniffing its scent.

It seemed that the slaughter fruit had a great allure for him, causing him to continuously drool.

Fenrir lowered his large head. Just like when he had been born, he opened his mouth wide, waiting for Joelson to feed him.

Joelson laughed. He didn't know what to say. It seemed that in the future, he would have to let the newborn dragons experience more battles.

Otherwise, after growing to such an age, he wouldn't be able to act like a baby dragon.

Joelson threw the fruit of slaughter into Fenrir's large mouth. The fruit of slaughter was like a tiny candy. It bounced a few times before being swallowed by Fenrir.

Fenrir's aura instantly increased by a large margin and he was now even closer to becoming a demigod.

The people kneeling to the side were all extremely shocked.

Such a terrifying dragon.

How terrifying would its master be if he could tame it?

"Milord, you... you weren't killed by the Watcher?"

The demigod's heart trembled. Others might not know this and they were only shocked by the giant dragon, but he did.

This man was the most powerful expert who had caused all the demigods in the entire Land of Slaughter to tremble!

"Eh?"

Joelson frowned slightly, but he quickly understood.

Most likely, after he had left, the overseer, in order to warn everyone, had announced that all of them had been killed.

"Milord, it was after that day of selection that the overseer released the news that all of you attempted to attack the overseer, but in the end, all of you were killed."

The demigod said respectfully to Joelson.

Joelson nodded slightly. "Get up. If you can answer my questions, you can leave."

The demigod immediately stood up and walked to Joelson's side. He bent down, lowering his head. "My name is Jeremy, and I'm willing to serve you, milord."

"Are there still any supreme experts in the Land of Slaughter?"

Joelson asked.

Jeremy respectfully replied, "After milord left, in order to warn all the killers, the black-golden sun shot out rays of light, cleansing all of the supreme experts who remained in the Land of Slaughter. However, because milord left, all of the demigods reappeared and began to move about. Without the suppression of the supreme experts, our group of demigods began to fight against each other and, soon, new supreme experts appeared. I only know the one."

"Oh?"

As though he had thought of something, he asked again, "When did you first meet that most powerful expert?"

"I met him after the previous batch of most powerful experts had been cleansed. At that time, he was only at the mid-stage demigod realm. After a period of time, he became one of the most powerful experts."

Jeremy said.

Joelson let out a cold laugh, thinking to himself that this was indeed the case.

That most powerful person must be Barnard!

He disguised himself as the most powerful person in the Land of Slaughter and tried to assassinate the person who wanted to escape the Land of Slaughter at the critical moment.

Jeremy couldn't help but tremble, thinking that he had said something wrong and made the lord angry.

"Sir... What's wrong?"Jeremy held back his fear and asked.

Joelson gave him a calm glance. "The most powerful expert you know is the Watcher."

Jeremy was instantly stunned, as though he had been struck by a heavy blow. For a moment, he wasn't able to react.

Only when Joelson spoke once more did he regain his senses.

"Do you know any other powerful experts?"

Jeremy trembled. He only knew this one most powerful expert.

But when he thought about how Joelson had once caused all the demigods in the Land of Slaughter to fear him...

He carefully thought about it, finally, he said, "Milord, I don't know any more. But that demigod you killed just now, he knows a supreme expert as well. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to fight me for the fruit of slaughter. He died, but amongst his people, perhaps there are others who know that supreme expert as well."

One amongst the group of people standing on the other side immediately stood up.

"Milord, I know that supreme expert as well!"

Joelson looked towards the direction of the voice, then asked, "When did you two meet?"

That person lowered his head and said respectfully, "Milord, don't worry. He definitely isn't a Watcher! We knew each other before we were captured into the Land of Slaughter. Ten years ago, we were captured into the Land of Slaughter together."

Joelson retracted his gaze and didn't say anything.

He wasn't looking for the strongest person for anything else. He was looking for a scroll that could point him in the direction of the endless planes.

Of course, he could directly enter the ownerless city to snatch it, but if that was the case, it would alert Barnard in advance and might affect the other thing he wanted to do.

At this thought, Joelson looked in the direction of the city.