What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

It seemed as if to confirm Luo Yurou's words.

Her words had barely faded when a chilling scream suddenly erupted from the battlefield not far away.

"ah--!"

This sudden turn of events instantly drew everyone's attention to it.

The one who screamed was a middle-aged martial artist wearing standard armor from the Misty Moon Prefecture.

He clutched his head tightly with both hands, and slammed his knees heavily to the ground.

His whole body arched violently like a boiled shrimp, and the fine steel longsword he had been holding was thrown into the muddy water beside him.

"Brother Yang! What's wrong?!"

The warriors from the Misty Moon Prefecture who were closest to him were shocked and completely baffled as to how their comrades, who had been standing together just a moment ago, had suddenly turned into this state.

But before they could get close, an even more bizarre and terrifying scene unfolded.

The middle-aged martial artist known as "Brother Yang" had thick black aura emanating from the gaps in his sturdy armor!

Wherever these malevolent energies passed, his originally rough and tough skin instantly turned ashen.

Dark blood vessels bulged and twisted violently under the skin like earthworms.

Yang Ge made a hissing sound as if air was leaking from his throat. He bit his tongue hard, trying to keep himself awake with the excruciating pain.

He mustered all his strength, sat cross-legged, and tried to mobilize the internal energy within his body to suppress the evil aura.

But he's fine if he doesn't use his elemental power.

The moment his azure Yuan Power came into contact with the black evil energy, it was like pouring a bucket of scalding hot oil into a dying fire!

"boom!"

The black, malevolent energy seemed to have smelled the most delicious delicacy in the world, and instantly began to boil.

They transformed into gaping maws visible to the naked eye, directly treating the Yuan Power mobilized by Brother Yang as a highly nourishing nutrient, devouring and tearing it apart frantically!

The more Brother Yang tried to mobilize his Yuan Power to suppress it, the more nutrients those evil energies absorbed, and the faster they spread.

In just two or three breaths, the originally wispy black aura had expanded into a swirling black fog, completely enveloping most of Yang Ge's body.

His facial features were distorted and deformed in the black mist, making a cracking sound as his bones dislocated.

"Brother Yang! Hang in there, I'll help you suppress it!"

Beside him, a young martial artist's eyes turned red with anxiety.

He strode forward and, without hesitation, stretched out his hands, wanting to transfer his Yuan energy to her.

"Don't touch him!"

Seeing this from a distance, Xu Feng's eyes widened in fury, and he roared out.

But his reminder came too late.

Just as the young martial artist's hands were about to touch Yang Ge's shoulders, Yang Ge, who had been struggling in pain with his head down, suddenly stopped all movement.

He slowly raised his head.

The young martial artist was confronted with a pair of eyes completely filled with scarlet blood!

There was not a trace of reason in those eyes, only pure madness, tyranny, and an endless thirst for blood!

"roar!"

Yang Ge let out a deafening, inhuman roar, and with incredible speed, his right hand reached down and grabbed the long knife that had fallen into the muddy water.

Without the slightest pause or hesitation.

With a flick of his wrist, the blade whistled through the air with a sharp, black sound as it slashed down fiercely at the young martial artist before him!

The young martial artist froze on the spot, his mind blank.

He couldn't understand why Brother Yang, who usually took the best care of him, would suddenly turn on him.

"Whoosh!"

A blinding flash of blood suddenly streaked through the air.

The young martial artist was completely unprepared, and all he heard was a muffled "swoosh" as a sharp blade sliced ​​through flesh.

The sharp longsword easily tore through his breastplate, leaving a deep, horrific gash on his chest that exposed bone.

Hot blood gushed out, splattering all over Brother Yang's head and face.

Yang Ge stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression becoming increasingly manic.

He gripped the long sword tightly with both hands, raised it high again, and looked like he was about to cleave the young martial artist who had fallen to the ground in two.

"clang!"

At the critical moment, a heavy longsword flew through the air and crashed heavily into Brother Yang's blade, knocking him and his sword back more than ten steps.

Xu Feng strode over, grabbed the young martial artist who had fallen to the ground, and threw him violently backward.

"The Primal Demon Seed has been activated!"

Xu Feng gripped his longsword tightly with both hands, staring intently at the monster in front of him, which was radiating demonic energy and baring its teeth at him, and roared at the top of his lungs.

"Everyone be careful!"

"Create distance! Create distance immediately!"

This roar completely severed the nerve that had been stretched to its limit on the battlefield.

I witnessed the entire process of the demon seed being unleashed, and saw my brothers, who once fought side by side and were even willing to take a knife for each other, turn into ruthless monsters who only knew how to kill in the blink of an eye.

Fear, like an avalanche, completely shattered the psychological defenses of all the martial artists.

"Splash—"

With a series of chaotic footsteps, the tightly arranged human formation instantly fell apart.

All the martial artists reacted as if they had been electrocuted, frantically retreating and instantly creating a huge gap of more than ten meters between themselves and those around them.

No one dares to turn their back on another anymore.

They gripped their weapons tightly with both hands, their bloodshot eyes wide, staring warily at their comrades who had once shared life and death with them.

Nobody knows whether the people around them have actually eaten those things.

No one knows whether the next knife raised against their neck will come from their most trusted captain or their bunkmate.

Once a chain of suspicion is formed, trust vanishes completely.

This human army, which had just been in high spirits and ready to fight the Demon King to the death, completely collapsed from within at this moment.

midair.

Aro sat on the throne made of the bones of a huge, ferocious beast, looking down upon everything.

Looking down at the human warriors below, who were wary of each other, ready to fight, and at any moment could descend into large-scale infighting.

A brilliant, even gentle, smile bloomed on Aro's handsome, otherworldly face.

"Finally, is it starting?"

Aro murmured softly.

He slowly leaned back, letting his back rest comfortably against the cold, white bone chair back, and crossed his legs.

He was like a nobleman sitting in the front row of a VIP box in a theater, ready to enjoy a grand tragedy that had been in preparation for years and had consumed countless efforts of his life.

Looking at those ants struggling in despair and suspicion, Aro even felt his mouth go dry.

If at this moment, one could have a glass of scarlet wine brewed with the blood of a high-level martial artist, along with a few plates of freshly roasted, tender offal as snacks.

Eating and drinking while watching the human army slaughter each other to death—that would be the only way to make this grand finale truly perfect.

however.

"Get the hell out of the way! Don't get in the way!"

With a rough, hoarse shout, Liu Bo leaped off a boulder like a cannonball.

He swiped his right hand across the storage ring at his waist, and the ring flashed with light.

The next second, a roughly shaped glass jar, about the size of a palm, that looked like a can of yellow peaches, appeared directly in his palm.

The jar was filled with a black, sticky paste that smelled strange.

This is the magical artifact made by the Wanzu Snack Stall using the horn of the Blood-Splitting Rhinoceros as the main ingredient—Blood-Splitting Rhinoceros Tortoise Jelly!

Liu Bo held the glass jar in one hand, his eyes fixed on Brother Yang, who was brandishing a long knife and searching for prey.