After Transmigrating As A Demon, I've Been Adopted By Angels! Chapter 195
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When the balance was broken, the portal automatically disappeared.
It disappeared very quickly that Davis did not even have time to react.
The black energy in Davis' hand disappeared, and his hand remained in its original position.
Davis felt a mysterious power surge into his body.
That power was completely different from any energy he had ever seen.
However, that power surprised him.
His body did not reject that foreign power at all. Instead, it was filled with joy.
It was as if a person wanted to drink water when he was thirsty.
That power silently entered his body and naturally turned into his power.
Davis could feel the existence of that power, and he could sense the difference between that power and the original power in his body.
However, there was no sense of dissonance at all.
It was as if that power originally belonged to him.
This made Davis extremely surprised.
How could this happen?
While Davis was surprised, the monster's right shoulder was also drenched in blood.
The major artery on the monster's right shoulder was bitten off, and the bright red blood in his body instantly gushed out to the side, forming a column of blood that was more than ten meters tall.
When the column of blood reached the top, it spread out again, releasing a large amount of blood mist.
The scene was like a blood-colored fountain.
Davis was stunned.
He did not expect that the monster's intelligence was so high.
It seemed that it was much more intelligent than the monkeys he knew.
It was even more intelligent than humans.
After all, even a person with high intelligence would find it difficult to make such an absolutely rational decision in that situation.
It was the combination of reason and survival instinct that made the most correct and most suitable decision for survival.
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Davis admired the monster.
However, after the monster was freed, it turned its body to Davis.
It was obvious that its target was Davis, who had previously controlled the portal.
The monster's appearance was very terrifying.
Its silver-white hair was dyed blood red.
Its right arm was spraying a blood fountain, and its body was still shaking violently in accordance to the rhythm of the blood gushing out.
Suddenly, the pupils of the monster's eyes turned blood-red, flashing with a red light.
In its eyes, there was endless wildness and cruelty.
Davis was stunned.
That kind of gaze was something that could only be obtained after killing countless prey.
It was like the gaze of a cheetah when it saw an antelope.
It was extremely focused, extremely hot, and had a terrifying demonic charm.
The monster's arm was still spraying blood, but it did not hesitate and pounced toward Davis.
Its left arm was still stretched, completely ignoring the injury on its right arm.
It looked like it was ready to fight to the death.
The monster's reaction was extremely fast, and it did not give Davis any time to rest.
Davis had already used up a lot of demonic power to control the portal.
Now, Davis did not have time to summon the portal again to escape.
He needed a certain amount of chanting time to summon the portal.
The monster obviously did not plan to give him this time to prepare.
Davis could only choose to retreat because he did not know the specific strength of the monster.
Based on its aura, the monster's aura was much stronger than his.
It was not a wise move to fight the monster head-on.
Generally speaking, monsters in the wild had strong physical strength.
Although the monster's aura was only level 1 seraph, the destructive power of its physical body could reach level 2 seraph or even level 3 seraph.
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Level 9 cherub and level 1 seraph were not just small differences.
There was a huge gap between them.
Davis had experienced it himself. After accepting the system's reward and advancing to level 9 cherub all of a sudden, he realized how difficult it was to advance from level 9 cherub to level 1 seraph.
If he wanted to advance through normal cultivation, the time and effort he would need would be ten times more than the time and effort a normal angel would need to advance from the lowest tier to level 9 seraph!
More intuitively, when Davis advanced to the first level of the seraph, ten angels would advance from the first level of the seraph to the ninth level of the seraph.
Under normal circumstances, angels of level 9 cherub were no match for the seraphim group of angels.
The extremely harsh conditions for advancing to cherub also resulted in hundreds of cherubim on Paradise Island, but only single digit seraphim.
There was a huge gap between the cherub and the seraph.
Similarly, it would take a long time to upgrade from the chaos lord to the twelve demonic gods.
If Davis' system did not give him any rewards, he probably would not be able to upgrade to seraph before he died of old age.
Davis did not dare to fight a monster with a seraph's strength.
That would be too stupid.
Also...
Davis knew that although the monster was heavily injured, at this moment, the monster had strength that was several times stronger than usual.
When the monster's life was in danger, it would definitely fight with its life.
Davis did not want to die with the ugly monster. Even if he killed the monster after being injured, it was not a good choice.
Davis only had one thought in his mind which was to consume the monster's strength and make it lose most of its blood.
Then, when the monster was at its weakest, he would give it a fatal blow.
Even if he could not kill the ferocious monster, he had to make it lose its ability to move.
With this thought in mind, Davis once again carried Lilia and dodged to the side.
The monster only had one arm left. Hence, it could not maintain its balance and could not stop its footsteps at all.
Thus, it missed again.
Its arm pierced into the tree trunk in front of it.
The monster's hand was stuck. No matter how it struggled, it could not break free.
It temporarily lost the ability to move.
While it struggled, its right arm kept spewing out blood.
Although the scale of the blood was not as large as when the monster had just lost its arm, it was still very terrifying.
The originally bright red arterial blood had been replaced by dark red venous blood.
However, it could still cause a huge amount of blood loss to the monster.
Davis was already standing on the top of a towering tree.
"Lilia, can you move freely now?"
"No, if you don't help me block the monster's aura, I will be suppressed by the monster's aura and have no choice but to kneel on the ground. Its bloodline power is too strong."
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