Tremble

"Sir Lucien died…? How is that possible?" Seventh-rank Viessa stared at Lucien's shriveled, lifeless corpse with disbelief. 

Lucien was a Half-step Divine Being.

Based on their information, even if his power was suppressed to Peak Demigod, there shouldn't be anyone in the Great Ratholos Empire capable of killing him.

After all, the Great Ratholos Empire was a country full of musclehead Body Refiners. Even if they dual-cultivated body and aura, they would only be a little more troublesome to deal with at best.

"Physical attacks shouldn't be able to break the magical defenses on a higher power… How in the world did Lucien die? Looking at his shriveled body, he must have consumed all his blood energy before dying… Unbelievable. Absolutely unbelievable," Seventh-rank Duradel commented with a hint of fear.

Unfortunately, he was not the one who challenged the human. Otherwise, the corpse on the ground would have been his instead.