Martial World's
Ch 1974 - Massacre
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“My brother, no need to hide anymore. In this battle we must win regardless of the price. As soon as we leave, glory will be ours! His Highness the Sovereign Saint will give us a gift! "
The fat man shouted to the disciples behind him. To undergo the metamorphosis of the body with blood and flesh hunger is very dangerous. If one failed the transformation then death would not be strange at all.
But with a huge reward hanging in front of them, they had to fight!
When it came to rewards, the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign was never stingy. The rewards he shared often made one soar into the sky! This also made it so that the saint martial artists were all willing to fight desperately for him without caring about their lives.
Ka ka ka ka!
The bodies of over 20 some Good Fortune Saint Palace disciples started to emit crackling sounds of explosions. Their muscles grow and wriggle as they activate the metamorphosis of their bodies!
All the trial challengers present paled.
It turned out that every disciple of the Good Fortune Saint Palace was actually one of these monsters.
How could a group of martial artists who used to fight with such ferocious demons?
The fat man could already easily kill one of the powerful ranked martial artists among them. Then what hordes will they be able to?
"Damn! We met a bunch of maniacs! Quick run! ”
The trial challengers here were rational in their actions. As long as there is life, there is hope. They all twisted their movement techniques and started to come out of the hole.
But at this moment, the fat man sneered. “You want to escape? When you get down you should all already understand you're going to die here! "
When the fat man spoke, he roared loudly. From the python-like crimson tentacles on his back, dozens of blood arrows were shot out. These arrows splashed into the wall of the hole. Immediately, a large blood red net appeared at the top of the hole.
This net grew like a weed, immediately enveloping the entire hole, including the ground, side, all covered in a thick bright red layer!
"This is an array formation!"
Seeing this blood red net, many trial challengers turned into candles. These people had already set a trap for them!
This was an array formation that surpassed the comprehension of the trial challengers present. In other words, it was impossible for the fat man and his group to create one. They must have used an extremely valuable disposable array disc as well as a large amount of energy stones to power it up.
This kind of array formation that borrows power from energy stones will not be able to continue spinning for too long. But this period of time was more than enough for this monster to slaughter its heart contents in this hole!
With this, let alone the inner Asura Road disciples, even the disciples of the Soaring Feather God Mountain began to panic. They never thought that such a change would happen.
The disciples of this Fortune Palace of Saints .. they will not kill them either, right !?
Even though they were allies, if anyone died in this final trial, it would be impossible to verify how it happened. If they were to be attacked here then it would not be strange at all.
"You! Start killing everyone for me, otherwise I will kill you with them! ”
The muscle of the fat man moved violently. His ferocious blood-red eyes stared at the gray-clothed woman from Soaring Feather God Mountain, his face as evil as a demon wolf.
The gray-clothed woman was completely confused. Facing this terrifying fat man, he had no other choice.
"Do you really think we are the fish you can slaughter that you want? Everyone, attack together! Before they complete their body's metamorphosis! ”
An Asura Road disciple shouted loudly. Right now, the disciples of the Good Fortune Saint Palace had just completed their body metamorphosis halfway through; this was the perfect time to counterattack.
"Too naive!"
The fat man smirked. He rushed out, and from his back, eight blood-red tentacles flowed out like poisonous snakes with an unstoppable momentum. These tentacles were hundreds of feet long and could easily break through the energy barriers present as if they were nothing more than paper!
The two martial artists immediately pierced through the chest by these red tentacles. Their organs are broken. As they fought hard, their blood was recklessly sucked through the tentacles.
Many people almost fainted where they stood. Originally, even if this fat man did not undergo a body metamorphosis, his strength still surpassed all those present. At the Gate of Laws, the only ones who chose the difficulty of the heaven step were the fat man and the gray-clothed woman.
But now, the fat man's body metamorphosis had increased his strength several times. And the gray-clothed woman looked as if she intended to side with him!
This was because the four disciples from Soaring Feather God Mountain were already standing behind the fat man!
They had come from the same faction to begin with, and under the threat of death, it would be strange if they did not take the hand offered to them.
“Only exceptional talent can recognize the current trend. The wise know when to submit! ”
Seeing the gray-clothed woman give up, the fat man chuckled.
The gray-clothed woman clenched her teeth. Even though he was humiliated, he had no other choice he could take. After all, they were together to begin with.
"Focus on defending and killing some of the weak!"
The gray-clothed woman ordered the junior brothers and sisters that the apprentice she brought along.
"After everyone here dies, will they let us live?" A disciple of the Soaring Feather God Mountain anxiously asked.
For a time an atmosphere of despair filled the hole, which included all the challengers present.
"Kill them all!"
Shouted the fat man. Let the grand slaughterfest begin!
The imitation demons of the Good Fortune Saint Palace were simply too powerful. The power brought about by this body's metamorphosis was the same as them wildly burning all of their blood essence! Moreover, these disciples were originally all wounds above the rest. Since the beginning of this battle, it had only been a one-sided massacre.
Another test challenger was killed. And after they died, all of their blood essence and energy were fully absorbed by the demon relic.
This kind of death where they turned into red and yellow blood and then were swallowed by the strange bones was truly too miserable.
That fat guy is crazy. The eight tentacles behind him danced like an octopus, wildly harvesting all life!
As for the disciples of the Soaring Feather God Mountain, they had mostly found a few trial challengers who were on the verge of death to settle; they did not attack on their own initiative.
But when the fat man had killed less than half of the martial artists present, and his murderous madness increased, his heart trembled and he turned around in disbelief in his eyes.
200 Feet behind him, a man appears. This should not be anything special, but this man was standing in the place of the demon relic, using his hands to grasp it gently!
This person was Lin Ming. From the very beginning, all his attention had been focused on this demon relic.
That fat man would never dream something like this would happen!
In Lin Ming's hands, the demon relics were still dripping with corpse liquid that could not be absorbed in time.
With the demon relic being so ferocious and evil, even the fat man had to carefully consider whether to touch it or not. He would investigate it repeatedly first to avoid danger and to prevent the occurrence of unpleasant events.
But this man lightly held the demonic relic in his hand, as if he wanted to take it!
Moreover, what shocked the fat man the most was that the scene around him was about everyone desperately trying to escape or crying in grief and pain.
Yet this man actually had the idea and courage to dig up the demonic relics.
Is he crazy?
"You seek death!"
The fat man shouted wildly, like a demonic roar. The martial artists around froze from what they were doing. For a time, all the Good Fortune Saint Palace disciples refrained from their killing party. Originally, this battlefield was a one-sided massacre, and even if they stopped now, they could still easily finish everyone off later.
The hole is silent. Only the sound of blood flowing could be heard.
Everyone looked towards Lin Ming. At this moment, Lin Ming was holding a demonic relic. There was no panic or fear on his face.
His expression was calm and his eyes were somewhat thinking. When Lin Ming thought of taking the demon relic he first investigated it with heavenly sense. After determining that he could resist his ability to call and swallow blood, he then took it.
"This is indeed an abyssal demon .. and, its rank is much higher than the abyssal that Empyrean Primordius seized the body! Perhaps ... it might be comparable to Hunger … "
Lin Ming quickly judged. This was a demon relic that had been refined by the Asura Road Master, and even after 10 billion years it still had such a vast and terrifying aura. From this alone, one could imagine what rank an abyssal demon had been at!
It makes sense too. If there was an abyssal demon that had the qualifications to be personally destroyed by the Asura Road Master and his delicate relics were buried in the final trial, wait for the destined person to come and retrieve it, how can it be ordinary ? And if it was an ordinary item, why would the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign form such a large team of people to come and look for it?
"The old grandfather of the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign should have just learned about the existence of this demon relic, otherwise he would have tried to retrieve it a long time ago. He might have found some ancient ruins and accidentally obtained a letter, jade slip, or other information left behind by the Asura Road Master, he said, from where he then locked onto the location of this demon relic … "
As Lin Ming thought of this, he weighed the demon relic slightly in his hand and then placed it in his spatial ring.
Seeing this happen, the fat man was completely dumbfounded.
This kind of feeling was like an emperor marching through the streets, but then a beggar walked in front of the emperor and took the greatest jewel of his crown under the gaze of all present. Then, he placed the jewel in his dirty pocket and patted the emperor's shoulder before stepping off.
"I never thought that in this world there would be such a crazy person!"
The voice of the fat man was ferocious. His eyes lit up locking onto Lin Ming as he began to walk.
The other Good Fortune Saint Palace disciples also slowly approached, surrounding Lin Ming in a circle. When they saw Lin Ming, they did so with disdain and ridicule in their eyes.
The fat man's steps were slow and gradual. But, this sluggish move also brought about a deep feeling of restraint.
The other inner Asura Road disciples looked at Lin Ming. They had already expected to see him cut viciously.
"This guy .. That's fucking shit!"
“We can't even save ourselves, so stop trying to care about others. Prepare yourself and wait for the chance to get out! ”
A dozen or so Asura Road disciples gathered together. They quickly passed through the sound transmission, preparing to take advantage of the moment the array formation weakened to escape from this hole.
Of course, the premise of all of this was that they were still alive when the array formation weakened.
At this moment, the fat man had already arrived in front of Lin Ming …
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