Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 655: The feeling of oppression from the first King of Death Fight (3K monthly ticket request~)

"Ho~ho~"

At the bottom of the high stone pillar, Tuman was hunched over, clutching the bloody axe and gasping for breath.

At the bottom of the stone pillar in front of him, a huge gap was violently smashed out. The strong body of the giant dwarf Marcus was half buried in the rubble and he had lost consciousness.

After taking a breath for a while, Tuman opened his arms and roared to the sky.

On the high platform, Casimir's face was pale, and his robe had turned into a tasseled style. He looked at the vampire Hana who was flying away in the air, and a hint of anger flashed in his proud eyes.

He wiped his mouth, took a few deep breaths, and then returned to his previous indifferent expression.

As for the other platform, the female monk Mu had already appeared on the central platform of Yinshang Highlands, and beneath her was the broken ground like a spider web.

As for the druid, he stood at the edge of the platform, staring at her coldly.

At this point, the battle between the six champions ended, and Tuman, Casimir and the druid named Feng Shanming advanced again.

High in the sky, Mage Shain's figure flashed, and the next moment she appeared in the center of the six platforms.

His eyes swept over the three of them one by one, and then looked at Gao Yang who was on Audleyville's back.

The legendary magician's gaze made Tu Man and Feng Shanming's expressions suddenly become much more solemn, while Casimir did not show much expression.

Mage Shain looked at Gao Yang, and her voice was calm but accurate, reaching the ears of everyone present:

"Your Excellency, Prince Yu, there are only three left now, and a bye wouldn't be appropriate. How about you give Casimir some pointers and let the other two contestants fight to determine the final winner?"

Gao Yang stood up and slowly shook his head, saying, "This is unfair to all three of us. No matter who defeats the other, they will not have an advantage against Casimir."

"What does Your Excellency the Feather King mean?" asked Mage Shain.

Gao Yang smiled, took a step forward, jumped off Audleyville's back, and walked towards the center of Yinchang Highlands step by step.

When he walked not far from Mage Shain, his eyes swept over the three of them, then he looked at Mage Shain and said with a smile: "Let the three of them attack together. If they defeat me, they can continue to compete for the title of 'First Transcendent' and become the double champion.

Of course, if the three of them join forces and still lose to me, then there is nothing I can do."

Gao Yang's smile was very kind, but the words he said made Mage Shain slightly stunned, and then she suddenly chuckled.

He looked at Gao Yang, as if he could see through his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Prince Yu is really confident in his own strength."

"If you have come this far and still have doubts about yourself, you won't go far. What do you think, Master Mage?" Gao Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, not hiding his intentions.

The magician smiled and replied, "Haha, of course."

After saying this, he turned his gaze towards Casimir and the other two.

Gao Yang did not avoid the three people during his conversation with the magician, so the expressions of the three people at this time were not good, and even a little ugly.

Especially Tuman, who was a barbarian to begin with, looked at Gao Yang with a look filled with unconcealable murderous intent.

Gao Yang's tone was flat, but his words clearly meant that he wanted to fight one against three, or to fight the last three people standing out from more than 500 peak extraordinary people.

No one would be happy to hear Gao Yang's words.

The magician retracted his gaze and looked at Gao Yang, "Since His Excellency the Feather King insists, then let's proceed according to His Excellency the Feather King's wishes."

After finishing speaking, Mage Shain looked at Casimir and the other two and said, "Recover as soon as possible and show your strongest form. Don't keep His Excellency the Feather King waiting for too long."

After saying this, his body flashed again and he returned to his original position.

No matter how dissatisfied Casimir and the other two were, they had no choice but to obey the decision of the legendary man.

Tuman sat down on the spot, took out a roasted animal leg that was half the size of him from the animal skin bag hanging on his waist, and began to bite it.

Casimir took out a magic crystal and began to absorb the magic power from it.

As for Feng Shanming, he took out some simple meals from his backpack and chewed them in big mouthfuls.

Outside the Silver Sleeve Highlands, many spectators were instantly in an uproar after hearing the words of Mage Shain.

They had not expected that the final battle of the Second No. 1 Supernatural Death Fight Tournament would be the three surviving top supernatural masters besieging the "No. 1 Supernatural" and "King of Death Fight" of the First Tournament, the Feather King from the Immortal Wasteland!
Such explosive news instantly ignited the emotions of the spectators, so much so that riots began to occur in the viewing area, as if everyone wanted to see the final battle as soon as possible.

"Being able to witness the battle between the first Deathmatch King and this year's top three Transcendents is worth the price of admission, even if it means death!"

"Boring, I want to see a river of blood!!"

"No, Tuman, you must hold your own and win the title of King of Deathfight! I'm betting everything on you!"

All kinds of remarks spread among the audience and were naturally heard by everyone in the Immortal Wasteland.

Lisa stood at the front of the Immortal Wasteland team, her face solemn and holy, revealing the demeanor of an archbishop.

But her eyes were filled with unrelieved worry.

She had thought that Gao Yang would fight with the final winner of this year's deathmatch, but she had never thought that the final battle would be like this.

No matter who those three people were, they had the combat power to crush any extraordinary person in their Immortal Wasteland. Gao Yang actually had to deal with three opponents of this level at once.

It's really too risky.

But now the decision has been made and cannot be changed.

Lisa could only pray secretly in her heart for the goddess' protection. She didn't ask Gao Yang to defeat the other three, but only asked him to escape safely.

Amidst the anticipation of the multitude of spectators, a day passed quickly. When the dragon patterns in the sky faded and the stars shone brightly, Tuman slowly rose from the earth.

As Tuman stood up, Casimir opened his eyes and Feng Shanming also stood up.

After a night of rest, the three men no longer had the anger in their eyes that they had when they heard Gao Yang wanted to fight three of them alone yesterday, and they had returned to their normal composure.

It's just a battle. Since they have to fight one against three, they don't mind eliminating Gao Yang first and then competing for the only title of "King of Death Fight".

Seeing that the three were ready, Gao Yang stood up from Audleyville's back, took a step forward, and flew to the center position above the six platforms like a sharp arrow.

He looked at the three of them, his eyes boiling with fighting spirit.

With a single hand grasp, a two-handed sword shining with silver light appeared in his right hand.

The moment this two-handed sword appeared, Tu Man and the other two felt a sharp sword energy pointing directly at their eyebrows, causing their pupils to shrink slightly involuntarily.

Gao Yang held Yongyao and slowly landed on an empty platform. He looked at the three people and said softly:

"Now that you're ready, let's get started."

As Gao Yang finished speaking, there was an explosion.

The next moment, a huge body with a fishy wind rushed in front of him. It was the barbarian Tuman.

At this moment, his muscles bulged all over his body, his body was red, and even his pair of huge eyes like copper bells were shining red, and he had already entered a violent state.

He rushed to Gao Yang, raised the bloody axe in his hand, and chopped down Gao Yang's head without any hesitation.

At the same time, on the high platform opposite Gao Yang, Casimir gripped his staff tightly, and magic power began to boil in his body.

On the other side, when Feng Shanming transformed into a werewolf, two iron claws with a faint golden light merged into his wolf claws, and then he rushed towards Gao Yang.

A violent wind pressure blew in his face. Gao Yang looked at the blood axe falling in front of him, took a step forward, and chopped down the Yongyao in his hand as well.

A golden light flashed in Gao Yang's eyes. This sword was a Tyrant Body Slash!
The greatsword and the blood axe clashed, and the ground where the two men stood instantly cracked, turning into pieces of table-top-sized fragments that flew into the distance. The hundred-meter-high platform sank several meters under this blow.

"Roar!"

Tuman held the blood axe in both hands, pouring all his strength into the blood axe in his hands without reservation. His arms were covered with bloody cracks due to the burst of brute force.

But Gao Yang's sword was like a ten-thousand-foot mountain pressing down, with unstoppable power, slashing down towards him firmly.

The sword blade rubbed against the axe blade, causing a series of sparks. With a slash of the sword, Tuman's blood axe was swung away, and his body slid backwards due to the huge force of the sword.

Before Gao Yang could give chase, Feng Shanming had already rushed in front of him, his claws glowing with golden light, casting claw shadows that covered Gao Yang's entire body, intending to tear him to pieces.

'Natural Disaster: Wind Slash.'

Gao Yang looked relaxed, Yong Yao made a sound of sword, and the next moment turned into a hurricane, carrying countless sword energies and heading towards Feng Shanming in front.

Ding Ding Dang Dang~
After a series of collisions, Feng Shanming's body flew backwards.

Gao Yang glanced at him, took a step forward, and disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared on another platform a hundred meters away.

As he stepped on the ground, terrifying power erupted, and Gao Yang's body left a trail of afterimages as he rushed towards Casimir at the back.

In team battles, it is necessary to kill the squishy targets first. This principle needs no further explanation.

Before the person arrived, Gao Yang had already stabbed out with his sword.

'Natural Disaster: Cone Rain.'

A flash of conical sword energy appeared, and the next moment it appeared one meter in front of Casimir.

Casimir's pupils suddenly shrank, and a magic shield appeared around him.

But facing this sword energy, his magic shield was like a bubble and was instantly punctured.

The magic shield was broken, and Casimir's body disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, he was already a thousand meters away.

This is why mages are so difficult to kill. As long as they are given enough time, their combat effectiveness, survivability, and mobility will become extremely exaggerated.

Casimir showed up and pointed at Gao Yang without hesitation. A dark ray that seemed to tear the space apart came straight towards Gao Yang's chest.

'Lysis!'

Facing Casimir's spell, Gao Yang did not dodge or evade. The armor on his chest quickly retreated to both sides, revealing his strong chest.

snort~
The dark rays fell on Gao Yang's chest, but could not shake his body at all.

When the black ray disappeared, Gao Yang's chest was still intact.

Casimir's pupils suddenly shrank. He didn't expect that someone could actually withstand his disintegration technique with just their physical body.

If this had happened in the past, he would definitely not believe that anyone could do it.

But now, looking at Gao Yang who still had a smile on his face, Casimir's expression was extremely complicated, and at the same time, a strong sense of oppression emerged in his heart.

(End of this chapter)