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Chapter 616 Bloodbath Ground

Under the blood-red sky, the earth was cracked like a spider web, and a dark red light faintly shone from the depths of the dried cracks, as if the veins of the earth were flowing not with magma, but with congealed blood.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of sulfur mixed with rotting flesh, and every breath felt like swallowing a handful of scorching sand.

This is a battlefield of bloodshed.

Zhang Qi stepped onto a gray-white ground paved with broken bones, his feet making a crisp "crunching" sound.

According to intelligence he "borrowed" from several nearby tribes, this cursed land follows a most primitive and cruel law: killing is a gift.

Anyone who ends another life here will receive the life essence that has dissipated from the deceased, thus becoming stronger.

This is a huge and bloody lure, enticing countless beings yearning for power into this never-ending meat grinder.

“Hiss—!”

A few sharp, eerie screams broke the deathly silence.

In the shadows, several short, green-skinned goblins brandished rusty bone clubs and pounced on Zhang Qi from different directions.

Their eyes gleamed with greed and bloodlust, clearly regarding this lone human as easy prey.

However, the next moment, an invisible force field suddenly spread out from Zhang Qi, and the charging goblins seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall, their bodies freezing instantly in mid-air.

The next moment, their bodies collapsed, squeezed, and twisted inward without warning, eventually exploding into a cloud of fine, bloody powder, without even being able to utter a scream.

Blood mist spread out, and then several streams of pale green energy emerged from the shattered flesh.

A large portion of them, as if drawn by a force, slowly sank into the cracked earth beneath their feet, making the red light deep within the fissures seem to brighten slightly.

Another small portion transformed into a warm current, flowing directly into Zhang Qi's body.

"Oh?"

Zhang Qi felt that insignificant power flowing through his limbs and bones, and was instantly assimilated by his own vast energy.

This land is like a greedy altar, absorbing most of the life force of all the dead, while the leftover scraps are given as a reward to the victorious butcher.

It's like an endless monster-slaying game.

He continued onward, the terrain becoming increasingly treacherous.

A crimson river of lava surged in the distance, churning up scorching bubbles and releasing toxic sulfurous gases into the air, forming patches of yellowish-green miasma.

The environment was as harsh as the infernal hell in mythology.

The creatures that inhabited this place also grew stronger.

The most primitive goblins have long since disappeared, replaced by undead with red skin and curved horns, and rotting corpses wandering in the poisonous miasma.

The sounds of chaotic fighting rose and fell as creatures of different races engaged in a bloody struggle for a piece of corpse or a relatively safe cave.

All of this was just scenery along the way for Zhang Qi, posing no trouble whatsoever.

Just then, Zhang Qi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He raised his head, his gaze piercing through the pervasive poisonous miasma, looking up at the blood-red sky.

A silvery-white streak of light was rapidly falling from the clouds, like a star hurled down by a god, heading straight for his location.

coming.

A glint of light flashed in Zhang Qi's eyes.

He saw clearly that it was a winged winged horse, and on its back, a ragged, blood-stained blond boy was lying face down.

This must be the outstanding person he's been searching for...

However, the little guy's situation seems to be quite dire.

Zhang Qi's gaze passed over the boy and landed behind him.

There, several winged creatures clad in magnificent silver armor were in hot pursuit. They radiated a soft, holy light, and their longbows were constantly being drawn back, unleashing arrows composed of pure holy light.

The light arrows were as fast as lightning, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound. However, an amazing scene unfolded.

The speed of the celestial horse ridden by the young man was not actually top-notch; in fact, it even appeared somewhat unsteady due to exhaustion. Yet, at the very last moment before the arrow of light struck its body, it would always manage to make a slight sideways turn, deflect, or sink at an unbelievable angle, narrowly avoiding the fatal attack.

It wasn't based on speed, but on a kind of near-predictive precision.

The next moment, the Pegasus cried out in anguish. It had clearly reached its limit, its wings flapping weakly as it plummeted straight toward the ground.

Just as it was about to crash violently into the hard ground, a gentle yet irresistible force appeared out of nowhere, like an invisible hand, steadily supporting it and the boy on horseback, allowing them to land gently on the ground.

Ok?
Ye, on horseback, felt a relief beneath him; the expected violent impact did not come.

He struggled to lift his head, his blood-stained face filled with confusion. Then, he saw Zhang Qi standing quietly not far away.

Is it...human?
The thought exploded in Ye's mind, bringing a shock far exceeding that of being hunted. In this realm ruled by angels, in this dead land overrun by all races, he had actually seen one of his own kind?
Before he could figure it out, a cold and arrogant voice came from behind him.

"Sir, are you trying to interfere in the affairs of our angel race?"

The leading angel descended slowly, holding a longsword burning with holy light, his eyes fixed solemnly on Zhang Qi.

He couldn't fathom the depths of the human before him at all; the other was like a bottomless ancient well, making him instinctively wary.

"Angel?"

"So what?"

Zhang Qi looked at the pursuers with interest, his tone indifferent.

These life forms, composed purely of light quanta, are somewhat similar to Ultraman, but unfortunately, they are far inferior in terms of both energy level and the essence of life.

"Ha~ Captain, why waste your breath on a lowly human!"

Another young angel descended, laughing contemptuously.

"That's right! This slave boy stole the sacred beast Pegasus and deserves to be purified by the sacred fire. Anyone who dares to stop him is a provocation against the dignity of our race!"

The other angels echoed this sentiment, their eyes filled with disdain and arrogance as they looked at Zhang Qi.

In their eyes, humans are just dust, and this suddenly appearing human is just a slightly larger speck of dust.

The angel known as the captain remained silent for a moment, his companion's words causing him to abandon his last shred of caution.

The dignity of the angels cannot be violated by any race, especially by inferior races like humans.

He slowly raised the lightsaber in his hand, the sacred fire on the blade burning fiercely, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.

"In that case, please... feel the judgment of the Holy Light."

The moment the words left his mouth, the angel captain vanished.

No, it didn't disappear, but transformed into a pure stream of light. When it reappeared at a speed beyond the limits of visual perception, it was already beside Zhang Qi!
This is the fighting style that the Angel race is proud of.

Because they have almost no rest mass, they can easily break through the constraints of physics and reach the speed of light the moment they transform into beams of energy.

Although the energy of this strike is not infinite due to the limitations of mass-energy conversion, the sharp blade will tear apart all material structures by using this extreme speed to cut.

He was confident that no creature could survive his perfect strike.

Upon witnessing this mind-blowing scene, Ye's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

His brain completely shut down at that moment; his proud computing ability seemed pale and laughable in the face of absolute speed.

He couldn't even comprehend what had just happened; he only saw a flash of light, and then the angel appeared beside his kind.

The other angels showed excited expressions, cheering for their captain's flawless "Holy Light Slash".

However, facing this sword strike that could sever time and space, Zhang Qi smiled and then raised his right hand.

"Come and witness the true light-speed punch..."

(End of this chapter)