Chapter 56: This is aimed at you! Come up if you don

Soon after, more shouts rose from the seats of the Great Hero Nation.

"Oh no, the person next to me also died—he's already started foaming at the mouth!"

"The people on my side are dead too—no hands or feet left!"

"Damn, what evil thing—my neighbor's eyes have been gouged out, crawling with maggots inside!"

"Waaah, why—just a moment ago everything was fine??"

The Great Hero Nation's spectators descended into chaos.

At the same time,

the seats of the Xiao Han Republic also erupted in chaos.

"Ah shit, over three hundred of our Xiao Han Republic's spectators actually died!"

"Their faces are deathly pale, their bodies cold as if just stepped out of a morgue—those sitting nearby are terrified!"

"What on earth is going on?"

"Why did they die?"

"……"

On the stage.

Zhang Cheng watched all this, hearing that the combined deaths of the Great Hero Nation and the Xiao Han Republic exceeded three thousand.

He felt utterly delighted, with not a shred of guilt—in fact, he thought the killing wasn't enough!

As for why the Great Hero Nation and the Xiao Han Republic still had living spectators,

is it because they have strong mental fortitude that they survived?

Wrong!

Not at all.

It's merely because they were too timid; when they sensed something amiss around them, they were frightened stupid and dared not go anywhere!

Logically speaking, even then they would hardly escape disaster.

But the key is that Lady Batuoli and Gelifusi died too quickly.

so that the spectators hadn't yet had time to be "executed on the spot,"

when the challenge match ended.

"Hey, look—these corpses' feet are actually wearing embroidered shoes!"

It wasn't clear who, but someone suddenly shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this,

the nations involved in the spectators' deaths began inspecting the bodies—as expected, every corpse wore the same style of embroidered shoe on its feet!

The embroidered shoes are small, fitting only an eighteen‑year‑old girl's foot.

Yet among the dead on site were many burly men over 1.8 meters tall.

Such tiny shoes could not possibly fit their feet.

But now, each corpse's foot is wearing a pair of embroidered shoes of identical size.

One can't help but wonder how these burly men managed to put on the embroidered shoes.

Could it be that they forced their feet in?

Or,

were their feet cut off?

Just thinking about it sends chills down the spine!

The living spectators looked at the corpses' feet—and sure enough, the embroidered shoes were still dripping blood!

At that moment, the bold Pu Linyuan covered his nose, stifled the stench, and yanked off an embroidered shoe from a male corpse.

When he saw that the inside of the shoe held toes severed as if by a single blade,

a powerful wave of nausea surged upward, and Pu Linyuan's stomach churned.

He almost couldn't hold back his vomit.

At that moment, the spectators of the Great Hero Nation and the Xiao Han Republic completely collapsed.

Especially when they realized that, aside from themselves, spectators from other nations seemed unharmed—this plunged them into despair!

"Damn, it's those embroidered shoes again—how can this thing keep haunting us!"

"From the start of the match, I was inexplicably pulled into a space,

I barely managed to survive by passing out, and now this thing has popped up again!"

"What exactly are these Summoned Creatures of the Dragon Nation? I haven't even seen their form, yet I'm already terrified out of my wits!"

"Moreover, why is it that only our Great Hero Nation's spectators are meeting disaster?

while spectators from other nations are completely unharmed?

"Could it be that the Dragon Nation is deliberately targeting our Great Hero Nation?

"What is their purpose in doing this? What benefit do they gain!

The Great Hero Nation's spectators were extremely dissatisfied.

Beside them, the Xiao Han Republic's spectators were also unhappy,

"Ah shit, do you even know how to speak—what do you mean only our Great Hero Nation's spectators are having trouble,

you haven't seen that our Xiao Han Republic also lost many people?

"Are you disrespecting the dead of our Xiao Han Republic?

"Honestly, you Great Hero Nation and Dragon Nation folks are no good!

"Also, you Great Hero Nation people are truly shameless—don't you have any idea why the Dragon Nation is targeting you?"

"Everyone knows it in their hearts; does it have to be said out loud?"

"Besides, we, the Xiao Han Republic, are the biggest victims!"

"Damn it, your Xiao Han Republic isn't any better; didn't you see that our Beautiful Nation also suffered casualties?"

"Yeah, the audiences of the Xiao Han Republic and the Great Hero Nation—are their eyes on their butts?"

"Didn't you see that our Tianzhu Nation also lost many people?"

"Our Triumphal Empire as well!"

"Our Windmill Nation also had deaths!"

"Except for the Mao Xiong Guo and other nations friendly with the Dragon Nation, whose audiences are unharmed,"

"the audiences of the other nations present all have some fatalities!"

"This was also the plan Zhang Cheng discussed with Yadan before the contest."

"The audiences of the Great Hero Nation and the Xiao Han Republic must be eliminated!"

"The Mao Xiong Guo and other friendly nations stay untouched, just let them feel something."

"As for the other nations, it's entirely up to Yadan's mood!"

"However, Zhang Cheng didn't expect that the audiences of the Great Hero Nation and the Xiao Han Republic were so foolish as to provoke trouble on the Divine Ghost Killing Arena,"

"drawing everyone's attention."

"so that Zhang Cheng, as the instigator, stood in the center of the arena as if it were none of his business."

"The audiences of the Dragon Nation and the Mao Xiong Guo wore expressions of enjoying the spectacle without minding the chaos, munching on sunflower seeds while watching."

"But among the audiences of the other nations, there were also clear‑headed ones."

"\"Wait, don't argue yet; isn't the mastermind behind the audience deaths Zhang Cheng of the Dragon Nation? \""

"When those words were spoken,"

"the noisy scene seemed to have its mute button pressed."

"Silence!"

"The audience stared at each other in astonishment, suddenly sobering up."

"That's right!"

"The one who caused all this is Zhang Cheng, the contestant from the Dragon Nation!"

"In an instant, the spears of accusation pointed at Zhang Cheng; many wanted to curse, but recalling those strange embroidered shoes,"

"the curses reached their lips, but finally coalesced into a weakly voiced question,"

"\"Zhang Cheng! \""

"\"It was you who killed the audiences of our Great Hero Nation (Xiao Han Republic). \""

"\"What is your purpose in doing all this! Could it be that you deliberately targeted us?! \""

"The questioning voice reached Zhang Cheng's ears."

"He sneered, his eyes full of arrogance,"

"\"Exactly! \""

"\"It's aimed at you! Not convinced? Come up and die! \""

"The scene fell silent."

"The heavily damaged Great Hero Nation and Xiao Han Republic fell quiet."

"Talking big is fine, but if they actually have to go on stage, they cherish life more than anyone."

"Seeing these people become timid, Zhang Cheng disdainfully shook his head,"

"\"Some people just like to press their faces up to others' hands; if you don't give them a Big Nose Bag, they feel unsatisfied. \""

"\"That's really messed up. \""

"Zhang Cheng had no intention of lowering his voice."

"This string of mocking words was heard clearly by the Xiao Han Republic and the Great Hero Nation, but they could only grind their teeth and swallow it."

"Provoke Zhang Cheng? They wouldn't dare at all."

"They understood that once they angered Zhang Cheng, they might all end up falling here."

"This master is truly ruthless!"

"As the persons in charge, Meng Lingchuanxi and Pu Linyuan clenched their fists tighter, hating to crush their own knuckles."

"Rage filled their minds."

"Their eyes reddened from bloodshot anger."

"But that was of no use."

"Powerless anger only seemed to make people look ridiculous."

"Thus."

"The eighth bout concluded!"

"The Mysterious Judge, holding an ancient jet‑black staff, stepped into the center of the arena, exuding a terrifying aura."

"He looked toward the Triumphal Empire, red light flashing in his eyes,"

"\"The losing side, Triumphal Empire! \""

"\"Punishment: SSS‑Rank Terror, descending upon the homeland! \""

"After speaking, he raised the staff high; on the jet‑black rod, strange runes roamed"

", a beam of destructive light shot from the tip of the staff toward the sky."

"The sky instantly turned blood‑red!"

"Immediately, a huge blood‑red eye emerged from the clouds, full of weirdness and ominousness,"

Stretching across hundreds of li, blood eyes all around, filthy tentacles writhed; then, layers of ripples surged wildly in the blood eyes.

The powerful ripples, like a dark shock wave from the depths of the cosmos, slowly advanced toward the Triumphal Empire.

When this dark shock wave struck the territory of the Triumphal Empire,

Boom!

A mushroom cloud like an atomic bomb explosion shot up into the sky!

With the mushroom cloud as the center,

Dozens of surrounding cities were tightly enclosed by a massive red square barrier, covering an area of hundreds of thousands of square kilometers!

Inside this red barrier, human bodies underwent all kinds of strange changes.

Some suddenly died mysteriously, some grew a third hand,

Others twisted their bodies, crawling like spiders, madly attacking others.

Of course,

The most terrifying thing is,

On that red square barrier, a terrifying entity wrapped with tens of thousands of eyes,

pitch-black all over, with a massive body stretching thousands of meters—a terrifying presence. Wherever its gaze fell, blood flowed like rivers!

SSS-Rank terrifying presence!

At this moment,

Steve grabbed his phone, dialed home, and learned that within just a few minutes, casualties had already reached over ten thousand,

His face darkened to the point where no other emotion could be seen.

He simply spoke into the phone, issuing an order in an unquestionable tone,

"Dispatch...... Bloody Mary."

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