Chapter 103 - 98: Have You Felt the Terror of Life-Burning Players?

Chapter 103: Chapter 98: Have You Felt the Terror of Life-Burning Players?

"Still not dead..."

"Still not dead again..."

"Are you mad..."

"I can still kill!"

Liu Rushi was like a wolf among sheep, wielding a massive hammer weighing several thousand catties as he slaughtered his way through the Yin Demon Army. To him, this was a game with an excellent experience. Charging into the army was like entering an unpopulated wasteland. It was too face-giving. Too majestic. In the real world, he wouldn’t even dare to think about doing such a thing. Why? To be honest, he was afraid of dying!

"Sometimes life is just like that. You carefully try to survive, and even drinking water will fucking choke you. But sometimes, it’s hard even if you want to die!

"It really is a case of intentionally courting death but surviving, while Wuxin goes to hell and is done for..." Liu Rushi spoke the Dao.

"Boss, your words are so fucking philosophical! You’re too talented, so eloquent, truly awesome!"

Liu Rushi’s surviving lackey was dripping with blood, half of his body smashed to pieces. It was a shocking sight, yet he remained incredibly calm. His expression didn’t show the slightest ripple, as if the injuries didn’t belong to him. Completely ignoring his own condition, he actually started discussing life and joking with Liu Rushi. What the fuck... What kind of pacing was this!

"It’s nothing. Actually, this is very simple. You just have to be like me—swear less and spend more time studying... Then you can be as eloquent as me," Liu Rushi said, earnestly teaching his lackey while swinging his hammer.

"Hehe... you’re right, Boss!"

On the other side, the Yin Demons wore gloomy expressions. They wondered if these humans could be more serious during a battle. Did they think this was a war game, laughing and chatting like that?

"Actually, I’m usually very polite and rarely swear," Liu Rushi added.

The Yin Demon facing him swallowed hard, wondering how the man could still smile when he had almost bled dry. What a ruthless man!

"That’s not right, Boss... I remember... you’ve never read a book, let alone studied. Even if you did read, you only read that kind of..."

SQUELCH SQUELCH!

The lackey was cut off halfway as a Yin Demon smashed the remaining half of his body to pieces. The Yin Demon simply couldn’t stand watching it anymore. Chatting their asses off... this was a battle! A life-and-death battle! They were Yin Demons, the extremely terrifying kind. Couldn’t they have some mutual respect? Acting like this was making the Yin Demons lose face.

"Oh... he’s dead... this kid..." Liu Rushi turned around, looking at his lackey who only had half a complete body left, and remarked plainly without a ripple of emotion.

PFFT PFFT...

The Yin Demons spat blood in frustration. They wondered what he meant by "Oh, he’s dead." Could he be any more nonchalant? Did they think life was a joke? That was his brother! What happened to the fine human tradition of clinging to life and fearing death? Why hadn’t they inherited any of it!

"Wait for me. I’ll go down and have a good talk with you. What do you mean I only read that kind of book? This is an insult to my character... A naked frame-up!"

The Yin Demons wondered if he meant going down to hell. They assumed he was talking about dying.

BOOM!

Liu Rushi smashed a Yin Demon with his hammer, shattering it to pieces.

WHOOSH!

At this moment, an expert in the Yin Demon Army couldn’t watch any longer and personally made a move. A long spear shot out from the densely packed Yin Demon Army, piercing straight into Liu Rushi’s chest and pinning him dead to the ground.

On the verge of death, Liu Rushi glanced at the owner of the Bone Spear. It was a special Yin Demon, half a body taller than ordinary ones, with a large scar on its face. The scar didn’t make the Yin Demon look disabled; instead, it added a bit of ruthlessness. The Yin Demon walked toward Liu Rushi menacingly.

"Good... good... I remember you now. You’re the one who did this, right? Next time I come back, I will definitely seek revenge and tear you to pieces... You guy are really..." After finishing his sentence, his head tilted, and he died cheerfully.

The Yin Demon glanced at Liu Rushi’s corpse.

"Next time?" he repeated flatly.

He wondered if Liu Rushi meant his next life. However, he knew there was no such thing as a next life. Whether human or any other creature, dead was dead; there was absolutely no such thing as reincarnation. The concept of a next life was merely a humble curse uttered by the weak when facing an irresistible enemy. This Yin Demon scoffed at the idea.

"This fearlessness of death is indeed admirable. You should thank me. I gave you such a heroic sacrifice, allowing you to become a hero... But you want to seek revenge against me? You have no chance! It is impossible for humans to come back to life," the tall Yin Demon said coldly.

SHWAA!

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of Yin Demons, he walked up to Liu Rushi’s body step by step. He grabbed the Bone Spear and yanked it out, bringing out a stunning spray of crimson blood.

THUD!

Taking advantage of the momentum, he kicked Liu Rushi’s mangled corpse aside, scattering a pile of dry bone fragments.

The tall Yin Demon raised the long spear high, not even sparing a glance at the dead Liu Rushi.

"The Holy Race is invincible!" the tall Yin Demon roared.

"Invincible, invincible!"

"Invincible!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers in the Yin Demon Army echoed. Their blood boiled, and their battle intent skyrocketed.

"General, please allow me to be the vanguard. This most elite and fearless human squad is dead. The Ten Thousand Races Alliance has no one left who can fight against the Holy Race. I am willing to take my Bone Spear, charge into the enemy lines, and slaughter the Ten Thousand Races Alliance completely, making them tremble under the deterrence of the Holy Race. From now on, whenever they mention the Holy Race, there will only be fear..."

"Go!" A calm voice spoke the Dao from behind the Yin Demon Army.

"Thank you, General!" the tall Yin Demon perked up upon hearing this.

It was time to perform meritorious deeds. The most fearless existences on the side of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance had all been annihilated. Now... who else could stop him from establishing his achievements? The tall Yin Demon felt that his opportunity had arrived.

He turned around.

"Soldiers, follow me! Tear apart the Ten Thousand Races Alliance and trample the human world!"

"ROAR!"

"ROAR!"

...

A tsunami of roars echoed. However...

Just as the Yin Demons were riding high and ready to show off their skills, the Ten Thousand Races Alliance jumped out again to completely ruin the mood.

CRACK CRACK CRACK!

Daos of crisp sounds of crushing white bones echoed from all directions. Dense and packed. Chaotic and disordered.

The Yin Demons turned around one by one. They saw Daos of figures walking out of the thin mist. This time, it wasn’t just humans. Demon Fiends... Spirit Monsters... And other races. They had all come. The true Ten Thousand Races Alliance had arrived at the Marching Battlefield.

"DING! The Yin Demon Army is right in front of you. Powerful Inheritors, please show your true strength, crush the Yin Demons, become the strongest Inheritors in history, and claim your eternal War Emperor title!"

Under the guidance of the Fat Monk’s words, the Ten Thousand Races drew their weapons one after another.

...

The battle was on the verge of breaking out. What shocked the Yin Demons was that this group of people... facing the Yin Demon Army, not only did they show not a single trace of fear, but... their eyes were actually glowing. They looked like a pack of starving wolves seeing a piece of fat meat. Drooling! They stared greedily at the Yin Demon Army.

"KILL!!!"

Someone let out a loud roar. That group of rookies launched an attack on the Yin Demons. There were no formations. No battle arrays. No organization. No words. They just swarmed over. They were truly a motley crew. However, they were a motley crew that didn’t care about their lives. In their eyes, there was nothing but battle intent. This kind of gaze was terrifying.

Earlier, on their way here, they had heard the announcement on the public screen that Li Mubai got the First Blood, and their hearts sank... Then, hearing that Liu Rushi was on a killing spree and firmly occupying the top spot on the leaderboard, they felt an even more unbearable itch in their hearts. They wished they could sprout wings and fly to the battlefield. They secretly cursed Li Mubai and the others for being so despicable, ambushing at the Stag Plain so early. How was this any different from exploiting a bug? What happened to fairness and justice? They had no professional ethics at all! Shameless!

The unbalanced cultivators had sent countless reports to Su Tan, reporting Li Mubai and Liu Rushi. The reason: no professional ethics. Regarding this kind of report reason, Su Tan naturally ignored it. He even explained that the Divine War Game had a very high degree of freedom, so Li Mubai did not break any rules, and the First Blood was valid. He also gave a thumbs-up to Li Mubai’s quick wits.

Even though they were extremely jealous and hateful, receiving official confirmation left the cultivators with no choice. Seeing Liu Rushi gain the upper hand, having already dealt massive damage to the Yin Demon Army and ranking first on the kill board, the cultivators grew anxious. Having finally rushed to the battlefield and seeing so many Yin Demons, how could they not act like they were seeing a piece of meat? They immediately unleashed their most terrifying killing power.

"Kill these ants!" the tall Yin Demon roared.

RUMBLE RUMBLE!

The Ten Thousand Races Alliance and the Yin Demon Army crashed into each other fiercely, like two colliding tides of different colors.

"DING! Wang Da’Er killed Yin Demon +1..."

"DING! Li Xiaoming killed Yin Demon +2..."

"DING! Li Xiaoming killed Yin Demon +10... Obtained the Ten-Kill Streak title!"

Dense kill numbers continuously popped up on the public screen. This meant that the war had fully begun. The scene was magnificent, a true epic war blockbuster. Many soldiers in the Yin Demon Army and human cultivators were crushed and sent flying in the collision of the two armies... It was in full swing. A fierce competition.

WHOOSH...

Fu Jian cleaved a Yin Demon in half with his sword. Demon blood spurted. He and his squad, the Fu Jian Team, were an established veteran team in the Divine War Game. Having cooperated for years, Fu Jian and his teammates had unparalleled synergy. Like a sharp blade, they slaughtered their way through the Yin Demon Army. Because he felt this was a game, he was not afraid of getting hurt, nor was he afraid of dying. Trading injuries for deaths. Reaping lives.

...

It was a barbaric fighting style. It wasn’t just the Fu Jian Team; the other creatures also fought as if they didn’t care about their lives.

You want to slash me? Whatever, I’ll let you slash me, as long as I can kill you. The moment they clashed, the Ten Thousand Races Alliance fought desperately. They fought desperately without any hesitation. This crazy fighting style left the Yin Demons completely dumbfounded.

Terrifying!

They wondered if these were the Ten Thousand Races that supposedly clung to life and feared death. They wondered if these were the weak and easily bullied humans they had been told about. They felt there had to be some misunderstanding about clinging to life, fearing death, being weak, and being easily bullied. They felt the ancients were dishonest and had deceived them...

When Li Mubai came out, they were told that only Li Mubai wasn’t afraid of death and was an outlier among humans. When Liu Rushi jumped out, they were told that his group was the most formidable existence among humans, and no one else possessed that kind of ferocity. But now... they wondered who could explain this fearless alliance army. Were they outliers too? They wondered if having so many outliers even made sense.

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Inside the Divine Mansion!

Su Tan smiled. "Properly experience the terror of life-spending players!"

"Truly terrifying..." Seeing this scene, the Fat Monk was also extremely shocked.

Was this the power of a game? He couldn’t help but wonder if they hadn’t made this war into a game, but directly told the players that this was a Yin Demon invasion, and if they couldn’t stop it, the Void God Realm would be finished, and the real world would suffer... Would the players still perform like this?

Impossible. The players would definitely have many misgivings. They would fear that after the Yin Demons broke out of the Void God Realm, they would come to the real world to find trouble with them. They would shrink back at the last minute and might even turn their weapons against them.

This Su Tan...

Turning the Marching Battlefield into a game was simply a Divine Level operation.

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