"I'm in the Dragon Clan, what the heck is the Naruto Counterattack System?"

"What is he doing?"

Even through the screen, one could almost smell the increasingly intense burning sensation. The crimson flames, beyond comprehension, gradually gathered 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's head, a deep sense of foreboding and chilling arose from the depths of their souls.

The next moment, a sound like shattering glass seemed to ring out in the air, but what shattered was not glass, but the flames compressed to their limit above Qi Xiuyuan's head.

Roar! !

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

As the indifferent decree was issued, orange-red light poured down and enveloped everything, while a tide of flames surged forth, lunging down towards the undead standing in the distance!

boom!!

The deafening explosion swept across the entire arena in an instant, and the terrifying impact caused the ground beneath their feet to crack, blowing Qi Xiuyuan's bangs up to reveal his deep pupils.

The three people who came out behind him were hit by a gust of wind and heat that seemed to almost blow Xia Mi away. Chu Zihang subconsciously reached out and hugged her tightly, but even at such close range, his face was distorted by the wind.

The flames and heatwave distorted the air and rushed towards them, like an invisible hand of fire choking their throats, causing them to instinctively hold their breath and stare intently at the scene with trembling pupils.

The fiery dragon's head crashed down, spewing out a massive amount of flames. The crimson fire waves resembled a mighty torrent, and the light emitted by the surging flames dyed the surroundings a blood-red hue.

"How is this possible?!"

Beneath the surging flames, the Undead Apostle's golden vertical pupils instantly contracted, illuminating his face, which was filled with shock and rage.

His muscles began to swell and surge, tearing his skin and revealing sword-and-shield-shaped black scales just like Deadpool's, before he was engulfed by a wave of fire carrying intense heat and impact.

"roar!!"

The shadowy figure, appearing and disappearing in the flames, struggled desperately, seemingly embracing itself and dancing wildly.

The almost weeping roar transformed into a wave of sound that surged up, and one could almost see the sound spreading and stirring up dust and the stench of burning.

As the flames gradually subsided, the intense heat of the eruption blasted a hole several meters deep into the ground, revealing a charred remains on the scorched earth that still retained an astonishing warmth.

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

"Ahem!"

Chu Zihang subconsciously took a breath, feeling a burning sensation in his lungs, and inhaled a strange, tempting aroma of meat, which turned his face ashen.

"This smell reminds me of that ridiculously expensive beggar's chicken place near the school gate."

Just as he was trying to suppress the surge of heat, Xia Mi's soft voice suddenly came from his arms: "The meat is firm and chewy. Sprinkle some cumin and chili on it, and it'll be ready to serve."

"Hmm."

Looking at the tall, charred figure in the distance, Chu Zihang's ashen face turned pale again, and Xia Mi, startled, quickly raised her hand to cover it.

"Without ninjutsu, this scale armor is quite troublesome."

Qi Xiuyuan walked to the center of the several-meter-deep pit. After confirming that the strange "Deadpool" was completely dead, he looked up at the destroyed surveillance camera above.

"Too slow," he muttered to himself. "I should hurry up and reincarnate the people and things I hate."

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

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoqiang paused for a moment, but didn't ask anything. She looked at the pit, nodded, and said, "Okay."

"Ouch, it's so hot!" Feeling the lingering heat under her feet, Xia Mi tiptoed over and asked curiously, "Senior Brother Qi, what are you doing?"

"I just remembered something," Qi Xiuyuan said with a smile, "What kind of uninvited guest would enter through the front door?"

Thud! Thud! Thud!

At this moment, everyone's face in the auction venue on the third basement level turned extremely ugly.

Looking up at the tremors emanating from the ceiling, I recalled the cold gaze of the "quality inspector" through the screen, his eerie red eyes, and his terrifying words of wisdom...

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

Someone looked at the man standing on the stage and questioned him in a gloomy and angry tone.

"Yes." The man still had a smile on his face, as if a smile was sewn onto his face. "Although our quality inspectors skipped the third step, we have prepared a fourth step for everyone..."

"Idiot, I'm not playing along!"

Suddenly, someone shouted an insult and rushed toward 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 rotting tongue were clearly reflected, and deep in his blood-red throat, one could almost see his stomach.

Click! Click!

The man's head was bitten off by a giant mouth, bursting like a punctured balloon. Red and white blood mixed with fine bone fragments splattered onto the floor and walls, as if a scarlet rain of blood was falling.

The headless man swayed a few times before falling backward.

"..."

The group following behind him witnessed this scene, and when they saw the two Deadmen standing outside the door dressed as waiters, the atmosphere suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

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

"No one can leave here today."

As soon as he finished speaking, something strange happened.

The dozens of "attendants" who were originally standing in the arena seemed to have received a command, and almost at the same time turned their heads to look at the mixed-race people. Dozens of pairs of golden eyes full of madness and violence illuminated their faces.

"These guys are all Deadpool?!"

Upon realizing the identities of these "attendants," everyone present felt their hearts stop.

The next moment, the "attendants" all let out sharp, baby-like cries, the sound waves of which, like the shattering of a silver bottle, even shattered the crystal chandelier above.

They crawled on their twisted limbs, howling as they charged toward the hybrids!

boom!!

The ceiling suddenly shattered, the cracks caved in like an avalanche, and countless rubble and clods of earth fell downwards.

It was as if a giant hand had pulled back the curtain, and a chilling wind rushed in from above.

Directly beneath the shattered dome, a figure stood amidst the rising dust, light shining down from above illuminating the surroundings.

"Eeya!!"

A "servant" screamed and rushed towards the other side, a right hand with bulging veins bursting out from the dust and instantly punching the "servant" in the face.

Bang!

Amidst the tooth-grinding, ear-ringing, and exploding sounds of flesh and bone cracking, the dark figure flew backward with its limbs twisting, its entire body limp and sprawling on the ground like a lump of mud!

"Everyone...it's finally time to meet."

In the eerie stillness, a voice, seemingly smiling yet chilling to the bone, reached everyone's ears.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, Qi Xiuyuan's clothes were covered in thick blood, making him look as if he had been bathed in a bloodbath from head to toe.

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

"Ready to hit the road?" he asked.

Meanwhile, in an inconspicuous corner, Chu Tianjiao looked at the passage leading directly to the fourth floor, his black pupils turning crimson gold.

He didn't care who the boy was, since he couldn't possibly pose any obstacle to him, and he could even use the boy to divert attention.

That was his true target, not Miyamoto Kazuo and the "evolution drug," but...

The Black King's "egg".