Chapter 46: Great Hero Nation Red Prajna

"Who says the Egg Spirit Ghost is so weak?"

Pu Linyuan opened his eyes wide, exclaiming excitedly, "In our Xiao Han Republic, the Egg Spirit Ghost is a terrifying existence!"

"It became a ghost because no descendants worship it, and the resentment in its heart accumulated too heavily."

"The reason it's called an Egg Spirit Ghost isn't that an egg turned into a spirit, but because it lacks facial features like a nose and eyes."

Meng Lingchuanxi: "…"

Sounds like even an egg spirit would be more impressive.

"Of course, I'm not foolish enough to send it onto the stage casually."

Pu Linyuan, to reassure Meng Lingchuanxi, further explained:

"Our Egg Spirit Ghost, centuries ago, was once the patriarch who founded a great clan."

When he was alive, he devoted himself to managing the clan, amassing wealth, recruiting troops, and was highly skilled in martial arts,

making the clan capable of grappling with the feudal lords of the time.

"Yet this very family‑caring patriarch, after his death, was completely forgotten by his clan,

and even was insulted as a disgrace to the family by his successors."

"When the resentment peaked, it transformed into the Egg Spirit Ghost."

"Its power surpasses that of the vast majority of SS Rank beings!"

"If you think the name Egg Spirit Ghost isn't striking enough, it also goes by another title—the Faceless General!"

This Faceless General, though not yet appeared on the arena, has already become widely known throughout the Xiao Han Republic.

In the Xiao Han Republic, whenever a Summoned Creature emerges, its abilities are evaluated in all aspects.

The Faceless General's stats are astonishingly impressive, with balanced development across the board, making it a top among all SS‑grade Summoned Creatures.

Almost the entire nation is eagerly awaiting the Faceless General's first appearance on the arena!

In their minds, the Faceless General is undoubtedly the strongest SS‑grade Summoned Creature in the Xiao Han Republic!

After the previous round ended, the Xiao Han Republic launched a vote:

The results showed that as high as 95% of voters chose "Let the Faceless General take the stage"!

They firmly believe the Faceless General can defeat the Dragon Nation contestant!

"I hope your Faceless General truly has such power, otherwise the Great Hero Nation will never be satisfied!"

Meng Lingchuanxi let out a cold snort and left with Yamamoto Ichiro.

Pu Linyuan stared at their backs—more precisely, he fixed his gaze on Yamamoto Ichiro, his eyes gradually turning wary:

"This guy seems to have some tricks."

…

The final hour has passed!

"Dragon Nation Life-or-Death Duel, Round Seven, the competition officially begins!"

The Mysterious Judge's voice rang like a bronze bell: "Before the duel begins, let me reiterate the rules."

"If Great Hero Nation and Xiao Han Republic win, they will obtain the Gravity Factor; if Dragon Nation wins, each of the two Great Hero Nations must compensate Dragon Nation ten trillion, remember, in Long Guo Currency!"

"In addition, each of the two Great Hero Nations must discard one SS‑grade Summoned Creature."

"Then, let the competition begin!"

The three sides' contestants entered.

Yamamoto Ichiro, having once worked in the film and television industry, has a fairly popular looks, and his entrance immediately drew cheers from many national spectators.

"Everyone is truly enthusiastic."

"When I have money, with this face, haha, girls worldwide will probably swoon over me."

Yamamoto Ichiro is extremely narcissistic; he isn't very tall, wears a suit, hands in pockets, and leisurely walks to the center of the arena.

As for the Xiao Han Republic's contestant,

named Cui Xiuli, a man in his forties with a full beard, his long hair tied with a black elastic band, standing still, appearing quite steady.

"Please introduce your Summoned Creature," the Mysterious Judge said.

Yamamoto Ichiro turned to face the audience, flashing a sunny, handsome smile:

"First, I am Yamamoto Ichiro of the Great Hero Nation."

"Since this is my first time stepping onto the Divine Ghost Killing Arena, perhaps you all don't know me yet."

"But that's fine; soon you'll remember my name."

"Because the Summoned Creature I'm about to call is an SS‑grade Summoned Creature—Prajna! Moreover, a rare Red Prajna!"

As soon as the words fell,

Yamamoto Ichiro snapped his finger, producing a crisp sound.

The venue seemed to slow down, even the airflow included.

He was enveloped by red and white light, which flowed like dough,

converging toward the sky—that is his life force.

At the same time,

the sky abruptly split open a massive blood‑red maw, which devoured that life energy and gradually revealed its true form.

It was a mask, with a blue face and fangs, sharp horns on both sides exuding cold.

Hollow eye sockets emitted blue smoke, the features twisted grotesquely, terrifying to the extreme.

Its whole body was crimson, as if soaked in fresh blood.

Then,

under the mask, a naked body slowly coalesced.

Her whole body is bright red, her skin seems peeled away, and the exposed muscles emit a scorching heat.

A head of dark hair stretches like vines down to her waist.

Sharp nails like iron hooks seem capable of tearing anything; her figure is thin, hunched and stooped, like an aged, frail woman.

At this moment,

She lifts her head, and a pair of deep, terrifying eyes stare fixedly at Zhang Cheng.

A blood‑red tongue licks her lips, jealousy and greed churn within, her nails crazily grow into spikes, and a brutal killing aura spreads in all directions.

Her goal is to kill Zhang Cheng!

To seize his life energy!

In the ancient legends of Da Xiong Nation, a demon called Banruo wanders endlessly.

It originates from the deepest jealousy and resentment within the heart,

Like a flower of evil blooming silently in the dark night.

According to those yellowed ancient books, Banruo is divided into three distinct forms:

the pure and enigmatic Bai Banruo,

the smiling Banruo, whose cheerful face hides a sharp edge,

and the most ferocious and terrifying Crimson Banruo.

Among these three Banruo types, the Bai Banruo and the smiling Banruo are not particularly powerful.

They may even play with children, snatch their candy, and make the kids wail.

However.

True terror comes from the one—Crimson Banruo.

Crimson Banruo, a name like a curse, moves unpredictably with unclear motives,

yet it is always accompanied by bloodshed and death.

It recklessly harms the innocent, devours life, steals years, becoming the most chilling of all Banruo.

Speaking of its origin inevitably brings up an ancient tale.

The story's protagonist is an unfortunate woman who lost her husband and child,

and harbored deep conflicts with her mother‑in‑law, their hatred like an abyss.

The mother‑in‑law regarded her as a disaster star, believing she brought misfortune to the family, and thus tortured her with every cruel method.

During a Qingming tomb‑sweeping, the mother‑in‑law wore a ferocious blue‑faced, fang‑toothed mask,

intending to frighten the woman, but the act unexpectedly caused a disaster, and the woman, terrified, died on the spot.

The mother‑in‑law tried to recover, but found the mask had become like maggots attached to bone, impossible to remove.

What followed was a gradual loss of consciousness as her body was devoured by an unknown red,

until she completely transformed into an all‑crimson monster that devoured the woman's corpse.

From then on, Crimson Banruo was born, beginning its rampage among humans.

Other nations' knowledge of Crimson Banruo is limited to vague rumors, filled with doubt and unease.

"This Crimson Banruo is so frail, looking as if a gust could topple it—can it really defeat Dragon Nation?"

But the audience of Da Xiong Nation, especially those familiar with the terrifying legends of Crimson Banruo, are extremely excited.

"Yo Xi! Da Xiong Nation has sent Crimson Banruo; this challenge match is practically a guaranteed win!"

"Crimson Banruo is the nightmare of our legends; its power far exceeds what you can imagine!"

"If we rank them, Crimson Banruo would definitely rank among the top five SS‑grade Summoned Creatures worldwide!"

"Haha, Dragon Nation, what do you have to oppose us?"

"With Crimson Banruo, Dragon Nation is nothing but a joke!"

"Perhaps we should directly challenge Dragon Nation and Xiao Han Republic, so we're not accused of bullying the weak."

The Da Xiong Nation audience roared with mockery, their gazes drifting over Zhang Cheng, full of derision.

To them, Crimson Banruo is more than a name; it is a childhood shadow,

a nightmare they dare not recall in the dead of night.

Thus, when Crimson Banruo appears, their reaction is so intense.

"You are my first opponent on the Divine Ghost Killing Arena, worth up to a hundred billion Da Xiong Coins."

"Of course, I hope you don't lose too quickly, so that I can claim the prize money with a clear conscience."

Shanben Yilang stands on the arena, hands in his pockets, a scornful glint in his eyes.

His contempt for Zhang Cheng is also contempt for the entire Dragon Nation.