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Chapter 59: The Black King's Egg (asking for monthly tickets)

"He, what is he doing?"

Even through the screen, one could seem to smell the increasingly strong burning smell. The crimson flames beyond comprehension gradually condensed above Qi Xiuyuan's head, illuminating the countless pale and ugly masks on the other side of the screen.

As everyone watched the flame gradually transform into a ferocious dragon head, a strong sense of foreboding and chill surged from the depths of their souls.

The next moment, there seemed to be a sound like glass breaking in the air, but it was not the glass that broke, but the flame that was compressed to the extreme above Qi Xiuyuan's head.

Roar! !

The scarlet dragon head opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, and seemed to roar as Qi Xiuyuan swung his arm.

As the indifferent decree was issued, orange-red light poured down from the sky, covering everything. A tide of flames surged out, biting down at the undead standing in the distance!

boom! !

The deafening explosion instantly swept across the entire arena. The horrific impact caused the ground beneath his feet to crack, blowing up Qi Xiuyuan's hair and revealing his deep pupils.

The three people who walked out behind him were almost blown away by the strong wind and heat wave. Chu Zihang subconsciously stretched out his hands and hugged her tightly, but at such a close distance, his face was distorted by the wind.

The heat waves from the flames twisted the air and rushed towards them, like invisible fiery hands strangling their throats, causing them to subconsciously hold their breath, their pupils trembling as they stared at the scene intently.

The flaming dragon's head smashed down, spewing out huge tongues of fire. The crimson waves of fire were like a mighty torrent, and the light emitted by the wave-like flames dyed the surroundings blood-red.

"How can it be?!"

Under the surging flames, the undead apostle's golden vertical pupils shrank instantly, illuminating the face full of shock and anger.

The muscles in his body began to swell and surge, cracking his skin, revealing the same sword-and-shield-shaped black scales as Deadpool's, and then he was engulfed by a tide of fire carrying high temperature and impact.

"Roar!!"

The looming black shadow struggled desperately in the flames, looking like it was hugging itself and dancing madly.

The roar that was almost like crying turned into a wave of sound that rose up, and it seemed as if the spread of the sound wave could be seen blowing up dust and a burnt smell.

When the flames gradually dissipated, it was seen that the high-temperature flames that had erupted had directly blasted a gap several meters deep in the ground. On the scorched earth was a body that had turned into charcoal and still seemed to retain an astonishing residual heat.

The black carbonized skin attached to the body surface was scattered sparsely, and it was still making sounds and rising white mist, revealing those disgusting, charred and shrunken muscles and blood vessels.

"Cough cough!"

Chu Zihang took a breath subconsciously and felt a burning sensation in his lungs. He also inhaled a strange and tempting meaty aroma, which made his face turn ashen.

"This smell reminds me of the incredibly expensive beggar's chicken at the restaurant in front of the school."

He was about to suppress the rising heat when Xia Mi's faint voice suddenly came from his arms: "The meat is firm and chewy. Sprinkle some cumin and chili peppers on it and it's ready to serve."

"Well."

Looking at the tall, charred figure in the distance, Chu Zihang's iron-blue face turned pale again. Xia Mi, startled, quickly raised her hands to cover her face.

"If you don't use ninjutsu, this scale armor is quite troublesome."

Qi Xiuyuan walked to the center of the several-meter-deep pit. After confirming that this strange "Deadpool" was completely dead, he raised his head and glanced at the destroyed surveillance camera above.

"Too slow." He muttered to himself, "I need to help the annoying people and things reincarnate quickly."

After saying that, Qi Xiuyuan turned to look at Su Xiaoqiang who had followed him, pointed at the hole under his feet and asked with a smile: "Can you see the 'eye'?"

Hearing this, Su Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment. Without asking anything, he looked at the pit and nodded, "Okay."

"Hiss, it's so hot." Feeling the residual heat under her feet, Xia Mi tiptoed over and asked curiously, "Senior Brother Qi, what are you going to do?"

"I just remembered something." Qi Xiuyuan said with a smile, "How could an uninvited guest come through the main entrance?"

Bang! Bang! Bang! !

At this moment, in the auction venue on the third floor underground, everyone's faces became extremely ugly.

Looking up at the constant tremors coming from the ceiling, I remembered the cold gaze of the "quality inspector" through the screen, as well as those strange red eyes and terrifying words...

"Don't tell me this is also part of your 'press conference'!"

Someone looked at the man standing on the stage and questioned him with a dark, angry tone. "Yes," the man said, still smiling, as if a smile had been sewn on his face. "Although our quality inspectors skipped the third stage, we still have a fourth stage ready for everyone..."

"Idiot, I won't keep you company anymore!"

Someone at the scene suddenly cursed loudly and rushed towards the door.

Bang! !

After the man kicked open the door, he was not greeted by a respectful servant.

In his eyes, the turbine-like twisted teeth and rotten tongue were clearly reflected, and deep in the blood-red throat, one could almost see the stomach.

Click! Click! !

The man's head was bitten off by a huge mouth and exploded like a punctured balloon. Red and white blood mixed with fine broken bones splattered on the floor and walls, as if a scarlet blood rain was falling.

The headless man trembled a few times and then fell backwards to the ground.

"..."

When the people following him saw this scene and the two Deadpools standing outside the door in waiter uniforms, the atmosphere suddenly fell into a strange silence.

"Go ahead," the man on the stage said casually, "and vent your bloodthirsty instincts and desires."

"No one can leave here today."

As soon as he finished speaking, something strange happened.

The dozens of "servants" who were originally standing in the field seemed to have received an order. Almost at the same time, they turned their heads and looked at the half-bloods. Dozens of golden eyes filled with madness and violence illuminated their faces.

"Are these guys all Deadpool?!"

When everyone present realized the identities of these "attendants", their hearts stopped.

The next moment, the "attendants" all let out shrill cries like babies, and the sound waves, like a silver bottle exploding, even shattered the crystal chandelier above.

They crawled on all fours with twisted limbs, roaring as they rushed towards the half-breeds!

boom! !

The ceiling at the scene suddenly exploded, and the cracks sank like a landslide, turning into countless rubble and soil that poured down.

It was as if a giant hand had lifted the curtain, and a cold wind rushed in from above.

Right below the shattered dome, a figure stood in the rising dust, and light from above illuminated the surroundings.

"Eaaah!!"

A "servant" screamed and rushed over there. A right hand with blue veins shot out from the smoke and dust, and instantly punched the "servant" in the face.

Bang!
Amidst the teeth-aching and ear-ringing sounds of flesh and bone cracking, the black shadow flew backwards with twisted limbs, and fell to the ground limply like mud!

"Everyone... we finally meet."

In the eerie silence, a voice that was clearly smiling but made everyone's heart chill reached everyone's ears.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Qi Xiuyuan's clothes were covered with thick blood. He looked like he had been baptized in a bloody rain from head to toe.

The sword in his hand was completely stained red with blood. The silver-white blade collided with the scarlet blood, and every drop of blood on the ground was horrifying.

"Are you ready to go?" he said.

At the same time, in an inconspicuous corner, Chu Tianjiao looked at the passage leading directly to the fourth floor, and his black pupils turned red-gold.

He didn't care who the young man was. He couldn't cause any trouble to him anyway, and he could use him to divert his attention.

Only there was his real goal, not Miyamoto Kazuo and the "evolution medicine", but...

The "egg" of the Black King.

(End of this chapter)