Chapter 3621 That’s God’s Business

“I thought he was more capable!”

Victor shook his head. Ye Bufan had just broken his Fire Dragon, and he thought he was more capable, but now it seemed he had overthought it.

But then he widened his eyes again, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

As a Great Magician, he knew how powerful his attack just now was; even an armored vehicle could be completely reduced to ashes.

But as the lightning dissipated, Ye Bufan still stood there with a calm expression, a faint smile on his face, as if nothing had happened.

“Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!”

Victor jumped up from the ground in shock. He couldn't understand why the other party wasn't afraid of his lightning.

How could he know that with the strength of the Thunder God Body Tempering Art, this bit of lightning wasn't even enough to scratch an itch, so how could it possibly hurt the other party?

Ye Bufan extended a finger: “You have one last chance. Don't hide any powerful abilities you have; bring them all out!”

“You said that!”

Victor calmed his shocked heart, and his entire demeanor became solemn.

At this moment, he truly realized that the Young man in front of him was terrifying beyond imagination.

Then he held his crystal staff with both hands, continuously chanting obscure incantations.

Compared to the previous two times, this one took much longer, showing how terrifying the magic being cast this time was.

Ye Bufan just stood there quietly, watching, and did not attack.

Finally, Victor finished chanting the incantation and waved his hand in mid-air.

“The Gate of Hell opens, come forth, Three-Headed Hellhound!”

As soon as his voice fell, a violent energy fluctuation suddenly came from the dark night sky, and then a裂缝 slowly opened.

Ye Bufan looked up. He was now extremely familiar with space; this was a magic that could break through the spatial barrier.

It has to be said that Western magic also had its unique aspects, being able to open the spatial barrier in this way.

However, he then saw the limitations of this summoning magic; the spatial gate slowly opening in front of him was only one-way.

The summoned creatures could come over here, but the Human Race here could not Breakthrough to that side.

As soon as the spatial gate opened, a black shadow rushed out from within.

This was a dog, an incredibly huge dog, much larger than a tiger on Earth.

The most crucial thing was that it had three enormous heads, each with a wide-open mouth, a bright red tongue hanging out, and blood-red eyes that exuded a bloodthirsty killing intent.

The Three-Headed Hellhound, a creature from Hell in legends, was ferocious, bloodthirsty, and equally powerful.

Victor was panting heavily, clearly, this summoning magic consumed a great deal of his energy.

“Eat him for me!”

He raised his hand and pointed towards Ye Bufan.

“Roar!”

The Three-Headed Hellhound opened all three mouths and let out an angry roar.

This fellow was different from ordinary dogs on Earth; its bark was also different, exuding a powerful pressure.

Puyol stood beside him, seeing such a powerful creature for the first time, and was so frightened that he plopped down onto the ground.

Ye Bufan merely showed a hint of an intriguing smile. This fellow in front of him was different from a Yao Beast, and completely unlike an Immortal Demon Beast from the Immortal Realm; it carried a deathly aura from Hell.

It should be very powerful, but not enough to pose a threat to him.

He originally wanted to completely obliterate this Three-Headed Hellhound, but suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, “Not bad, it’s a good piece of meat!”

Then, with a thought, Little Dot appeared in his palm.

Victor looked on, puzzled. What did he mean, 'a good piece of meat'? This was a Three-Headed Hellhound, wasn't it?

At the same time, he didn't understand what this Little fellow that Ye Bufan had brought out was. In terms of size, it was countless times smaller than the Three-Headed Hellhound, like an ant compared to an elephant.

“Boss, what do you want me to do?”

Little Dot stretched lazily, looking a bit sluggish.

“Do you want to eat this guy?”

Ye Bufan raised his hand and pointed at the Three-Headed Hellhound, which was now very close.

Little Dot's eyes lit up: “Of course I do!”

At this moment, the Three-Headed Hellhound also noticed Little Dot's existence. Its eyes, which were originally fierce, now trembled slightly.

This was instinct. Although the creature in front of it was pitifully small, it brought an extremely strong Bloodline suppression.

“Ow!”

It let out a howl, panic-stricken, and turned to run.

Little Dot instantly pounced forward, opening its large mouth and sucking fiercely. The Three-Headed Hellhound let out an unwilling roar, turning into a wisp of black smoke that was swallowed into its belly.

“This…”

Victor jumped up again. Such a tiny thing actually swallowed a Three-Headed Hellhound; it completely overturned his worldview.

Although he didn't understand what was going on, one thing was very clear.

That was, he was simply no match for the Huaxia person; his so-called Western magic was completely insignificant in front of him.

While still in mid-air, a huge broom suddenly appeared between his legs, and then he shot forward like a rocket.

“A bit interesting!”

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, but his hand was not slow; Dark Moon Silent directly slashed over.

Although that magic broom was powerful, it was ultimately no match for a Flying Sword.

Before he could even get a hundred meters away, Victor's head flew high, and his body, along with the broom, fell to the ground with a thud.

In fact, with his strength, if Ye Bufan hadn't wanted to observe Western magic, he wouldn't even have been qualified to make a move; his weak Physical Body simply couldn't withstand a single blow from Dark Moon Silent.

As Victor died here, Puyol immediately fell to his knees with a thud.

“Ye Yixian, as long as you are willing to let me go, I will agree to anything.”

This fellow was also an old hand at adapting to circumstances. Seeing that all his trump cards were exhausted and he still couldn't stop the other party, all he had left was to kneel and beg for mercy.

“Let you go? Why?”

Ye Bufan's voice was cold, “Don't you know how many sins you've committed over the years?”

“I know, I know, please forgive me. From now on, I will do my best to atone for my sins.

I am willing to donate all my family property to cleanse my sins of so many years, only asking for your forgiveness this one time!”

As this fellow spoke, he cried with snot and tears, looking truly remorseful.

How could Ye Bufan not see through this old fox's trick? This fellow was merely playing pitiful. As the saying goes, 'a leopard cannot change its spots,' and it was most fitting for him.

“Forgive you, okay!”

As these words left his mouth, Puyol felt a sense of relief, believing he could save his life.

But the next words completely stunned him, “However, forgiving you is God's business. What I have to do is send you to meet him!”

After saying that, Dark Moon Silent flew over again, and his head directly flew high.

Puyol's eyes were wide open until his death, as if in disbelief, and his expression showed extreme unwillingness.

He never imagined that just a moment ago, he was still dominating M Country, calling for wind and rain, and in the blink of an eye, his head was separated from his body.