Chapter 1250 Dragon Slaying Alliance.

Legion-5 punched him in the face then. His fist connected nicely with the face of the young Supreme beast. There was no barrier to protect him from damage so his face was smashed and he fell down.

Legion-5 became filled with anticipation with the turn of events. He grinned at the stumbling Supreme beast and advised with good intentions, "I hope you can take a beating. I truly hope so."

Then Legion-5 grabbed him in the neck and squeezed hard. The head of the supreme beast almost popped off as his neck was squeezed. Next Legion-5 grabbed his arm and tore it from his body.

Legion-5 told him, "See what you made me do. I was asking nicely before. But now I am using force to compel you. Do you like pain? Is that why you forced my hand?"

The Supreme beast howled in reply. He didn't appear to enjoy the pain but Legion-5 wasn't someone to be fooled easily. Besides, Legion-5 was enjoying delivering the pain so he didn't plan to stop. After all, it was his pleasure that mattered the most.

The Supreme beast's torn arm turned into dust and scattered into the wind. A new arm grew immediately so there was no sign of the injury but the pain of having his consciousness torn remained.

He saw Legion-5 reach for his new arm so he begged with all his might. "Please let me go. I don't have what you want. I swear on my Origin."

Legion-5 didn't listen. He tore the arm again. The supreme beast howled louder. His arm grew back but it was slower.

A couple of supreme beasts appeared at that point. There were three of them. They came in an imposing manner. Legion-5 ignored them and reached for the arm again.

One of them shouted at him. "Please leave him alone. We will pay you."

"You don't need to do this Agrivo839,371,456A. We have what you want."

Their imposing manner was to beg and not to fight. They have seen what will come of any resistance. The fact that they had a Sovereign in their little alliance didn't fill them with enough confidence to fight him. Their Sovereign can't even take on a single golem of the lowest level much less 11 at once.

Legion-5 said, "Hurry up then. I am a very busy man."

He patted the new arm as he spoke. His meaning was clear to everyone. It is only the prospect of getting what he asked for that is keeping him from ripping the arm again.

The poor Supreme beast he was holding cried out, "Please save me."

His saviors obliged him. They made the transfer quickly. Their divine sense reached into their identity mark and authorized a transfer of 2 points to the identity information that he gave them.

[You are about to transfer 2 points to the Shadow of Despair]

[Do you wish to continue?]

Their eyes twitched when they saw his title. But they didn't say anything. They continued with the transfer.

[Transfer Successful]

As for Legion-5, received the notification immediately.

[You have received 2 points from the Dragon Slaying Alliance]

Legion-7 snickered in his mind. "They are the Dragon Slaying Alliance and yet they are using their combined wealth to pay a dragon. No slaying is being done here."

Legion-5 shrugged mentally. "They have paid so they can consider me slayed. At least, their alliance is good for something."

He tossed the whimpering supreme beast aside and said to them, "Take him with you. Make sure he is alright and healthy. Then get him a new base. Don't let him wallow in self pity for too long. Put him to work as soon as possible. I will come and see how well he has done for himself in a year."

They remained silent even though they had a lot to say about the cost of a new base and his magnanimity of destroying this base but sparing the life of the offender. But they didn't say any of those things. They simply obeyed him. They grabbed their comrade and ran away from him as fast as they could move.

The people on the sideline watching could only sigh in regret. They didn't see the fight they were expecting. But they didn't stop looking. They continued to use their divine sense to peek here to see what this audacious Supreme beast would do next. Their patience was not disappointed.

Legion-5 moved to the edge of the base and grabbed its edge with his two arms. Then he strained as he lifted one of the halves up. The half creaked and groaned as it was raised up. He flew with it to his own base. He dropped it there and returned to get the other half.

The eyes of the people watching boggled. "This is too much."

"He is too strong. The base must weigh thousands of tonnes but he carried it as if it weighed 10 tonnes."

"His stats are definitely higher than transcendents. I dare say that he is at least a hundred times stronger."

Someone grieved and lamented, "He robbed everything. He didn't even spare the base!"

This person repeated for emphasis, "He didn't spare the base!"

"We know. We can see it."

They had reasons to be stunned. A transcendent can carry 10 tonnes comfortably but those bases are not 10 tonnes. Just the cannon is at least 10 tonnes but he carried the cannon, the wall of the fortress that the cannon was resting on, the ground of the base, the energy capacitors, the energy reactor, and many more at once.

No transcendent, not even the ones who have reached the star limit of 100,000 can do such a thing. They had heard that he was stronger than them but they didn't expect the difference to be so high. It is so high that even a base cannot escape the fate of being looted.

Legion-5 on the other hand thinks what he did is a matter of course. Everything his enemy owned, including the base, is now his. Legion doesn't like wastage so he is not going to let anything go.