Chapter 156

Luo Chenyu must die, but he cannot be openly killed by them.

Otherwise, all of them will be finished.

Aside from these two factions.

The people who care most about Luo Chenyu are surely the reporters who value "news" over their lives.

Long lenses and short cameras were already set up, waiting for the "God of Luo" to emerge and grab the first scoop.

Especially that intern reporter, whose eyes sparkled with fire…

Finally.

Amidst the anticipation of countless eyes.

Before the entrance of the 【Ninefold Abyss】, a tall, imposing figure suddenly appeared.

He was bare-chested, his angular muscles brimming with explosive power; his thick left arm bore a black dragon writhing with fangs and claws, while his right hand gripped a black spiked club slung over his shoulder, as if he had stepped out of ancient primal wilderness as a berserker.

Between his lips he held a cigarette, wisps of blue smoke rising, further accentuating his ferocity.

"Oh hey, so many people to welcome me!"

Luo Chenyu smiled faintly, but his smile vanished immediately.

Before him appeared a handsome young man with a beaming smile, extending his hand to shake his…

"Classmate Luo Chenyu, congratulations on becoming number one on the 【Ninefold Abyss】 leaderboard!"

An Chen instantly appeared before Luo Chenyu, blocking Wang Ziquan's outstretched hand.

"Xiaoyu… let's go!"

Before Luo Chenyu could react to what was happening.

Wang Ziquan gave a strange, inscrutable smile and quietly lowered his hand.

At the same time, countless tendrils of black energy slipped silently through the night, targeting… Luo Chenyu and An Chen!

"There's a sneaky bastard!"

Luo Chenyu's strength had surged dramatically, his perception increased countlessfold, and he instantly sensed the presence of that energy.

Though his mind was filled with confusion, he had no time to ponder now.

He dodged aside and placed himself in front of An Chen.

The 【Steel Shield】 erected, and simultaneously, small shields appeared on An Chen and Yu Zhilin in the distance!

As the 【Steel Shield】 became increasingly intuitive.

A single thought in Luo Chenyu's mind could autonomously select teammates as targets.

All of this came from countless uses of the 【Steel Shield】.

This was his "chemistry" with the 【Steel Shield】.

"Crack!!"

Accompanied by a strange cracking sound, thick black mist engulfed the hundreds of meters around the 【Ninefold Abyss】 entrance.

At the same time.

Countless black-clad figures, ferocious beasts, and demonic filth surged from the darkness, rushing en masse into the black mist.

"Who the hell dares cause trouble here!"

"Fuck, who touched me… stop it, I'm casting a flare!"

"Didn't someone just attack the God of Luo? Who's so bold they'd dare lay hands on him!"

"I can't stay here, I need to get out—ah, who attacked me, it hurts!"

"The demonic filth is back, ah… (dada) and there are ferocious beasts too!"

"Quick, use flares—we can't see them at all, fighting like this, I can't hold out!"

In an instant, screams rose in a chorus.

Chaos…

Within the hundreds-of-meters radius, it became a complete world of darkness.

All the lighting equipment had failed; only the "visual effects" of certain skills cast faint glimmers of light.

This happened in the span of an instant.

As if it had been practiced countless times.

In contrast, after blocking the black energy, Luo Chenyu suddenly sensed something wrong.

Beneath his feet appeared a strange black magical array, crimson fluid seeping from it, coalescing into chains of blood that slithered like serpents toward him and An Chen.

When the crimson chains wrapped around Luo Chenyu.

They were shattered by a brilliant aurora.

Luo Chenyu grinned fiercely.

"Do I take this shit? My brand-new divine artifact!!"

He spun and slammed 【Baitian】 down onto the black magical array.

Boom!!

The hardened yellow earth cracked into fragments, revealing the runes of the magical array beneath.

Beneath the ground was not just one magical array, but two—black and red—superimposed upon each other.

Yet under Luo Chenyu's strike.

The two arrays were only slightly shaken, then, as energy ripples surged, they returned to their original state.

"Tier 7 magical array?"

Luo Chenyu froze for a moment, then saw An Chen beside him already bound into a crimson, spherical bundle by the blood chains.

Those blood chains were blocked by the 【Steel Shield】.

An Chen suddenly shouted, "Don't worry about me, get out of the Blood God Demon Formation fast! Damn it—when did they secretly set up the formation? There wasn't even a hint of it…"

"The men in black are the 'Temple of Gods' rats—they must be the Wang father and son's backup plan…"

"Rats?!"

Luo Chenyu's brow furrowed, and memories instantly surfaced in his mind. "Shit, it's those terrorists—and they're connected to the Wang family!"

He looked around.

The young man from earlier had already vanished; all that remained were demonic filth, fierce beasts, and men in black.

"Perfect timing, you stinking rats!"

Endless brutality surged in Luo Chenyu's eyes—this was not the influence of the Berserker God Bloodline, but a resentment from deep within his memories.

"Principal, I'll go deal with these gutter rats!"

He took a deep drag of his cigarette.

He blew out a smoke ring and said, "You… want to kill me, right?"

"Hahaha…" one of the men in black suddenly burst into laughter.

"Luo Chenyu, you… holy shit…"

But before the words faded, Luo Chenyu's figure appeared right in front of the man in black, and then… that man in black became a mess of shredded flesh and blood, spilling into the black fog.

"Roar!!"

"Wooo~"

The fierce beasts and demonic filth caught the scent of blood and suddenly went berserk.

They swarmed toward Luo Chenyu.

"Heh, a bunch of clueless trash!"

Luo Chenyu didn't waste any more words and charged straight in. These Tier 4 and Tier 5 fierce beasts, demonic filth, and men in black were no match for him at all.

He swept a wolf-fang club across.

And a swath of them dropped.

Facing the endless waves of demonic filth, fierce beasts, and men in black,

Luo Chenyu activated his brutal combat mode!

Others couldn't see the damage, but they could feel the power contained in that strike.

In the darkness.

Wang Ziquan and Wang Meng watched, hearts pounding.

Such a ferocious berserker—could he really be a novice professional?

One had to know that the weakest of those men in black was Tier 4—they were already elite personnel gathered from the cities near Longshan City.

And the driven demonic filth and fierce beasts were also extremely vicious existences.