Chapter 255

Demon King Eleven's sensing ability was not wrong.

A powerful target was approaching quickly, and the speed was unimaginable.

When it was still wondering who this target was...

In its field of vision, it had already seen a warrior.

"What kind of card is this... that can make a Sword Brave have such speed?"

Demon King Eleven launched at full speed, using the recoil of spraying green poison to retreat quickly. Experience told it not to be afraid of a warrior.

But intuition told it—run away quickly, if you don't run, you're done for.

In the end times, being an elite species is actually very awkward. Below, there are countless rare species and normal species that can be devoured by oneself.

But as it happens, the elite species is vastly different from the leader and master.

If you don't pass the Strange Competition, it's hard to advance.

In this cruel end times with clear levels... some people are born leaders, like that pair of men and women in Morn City.

Some people start with red houses.

And other rare species, and even elite species, might not be able to compare to these people's starting point until they die.

This also created that a small number of elite species, in order to survive, although not as powerful as leaders, have abnormally keen perception.

"Can't beat... not at the same level at all, I am not at the same level as him!!"

Unlike the previous Demon Kings, Demon King Eleven judged very decisively that it had to run away.

It continuously sprayed green poison, and then didn't even look back, starting to run away frantically.

But it was too late.

When it could sense Wen Xishu's terrifying pressure, it was equivalent to hearing the gunshot.

Wanting to run again, it was already too late.

The remaining warriors, seeing Wen Xishu killing like this... were all extremely excited.

What kind of super Saiyan Brave is this?

Their perception ability is generally weaker than the Demon King, but the speed and wind pressure that are as fast as the pursuit of the wind by the Lightning-15 can be clearly perceived.

Terrifying sword light appeared from a hundred meters away, and then in just a blink of an eye, this sword light had already come behind them.

And that Demon King who played them in the palm of his hand... was actually cut at the waist.

Demon King Eleven died.

As Demon King Eleven died, the huge Demon King's broken body fell from the sky, and the whole field was silent.

Until the sound of sheathing the sword came, a group of warriors realized that this was not an illusion.

The terrifying Demon King was actually beheaded by a Brave.

Sword Brave.

If there weren't other Sword Braves in the field, everyone couldn't help but think, is the professional balance gap so big?

Naturally, some warriors realized that this powerful Sword Brave was not strong because of the profession, but because of the strength of the card.

"Thank you! Thank you! This is simply a miracle! Someone can actually behead the Demon King!"

A Bow Brave said excitedly. Other warriors also cast grateful eyes.

But Wen Xishu ignored these people, because that familiar aura had disappeared.

Wen Xishu noticed that there were many corpses on the ground. These warriors were clearly in a bad situation.

And the battle lines of these people were generally far from the corpses, indicating that they were in a state of retreat.

Wen Xishu's eyes swept across the surroundings:

"No Shield Brave?"

Not long ago, he felt Old Zheng's aura in Area Four.

Wen Xishu knew that Old Zheng was a Shield Brave.

But when he looked around, he found no Shield Brave.

Of course, his language was distorted.

"So you are a group of idiots who don't rely on the Shield Brave's professional characteristics and intend to rely on your weak bodies to fight the Demon King? It's really humorous."

Wen Xishu held his forehead. His language characteristics were indeed very bad for communication.

His action of holding his forehead was originally helpless and self-deprecating, but matched with his mocking language...

Hearing it in other people's ears, there was a stronger sense of contempt and disdain.

Other warriors immediately fell silent, only that Bow Brave said:

"No... it's not, our Shield Brave... was eaten."

Wen Xishu's heart skipped a beat.

His eyes were suddenly full of coldness. The Bow Brave said while shivering:

"Just... not long before you came here, our last Shield Brave... was eaten."

Wen Xishu was stunned. He thought of the fact that he had indeed sensed Old Zheng's aura not long ago.

Combined with this Bow Brave's words... he naturally thought of a terrible possibility.

It was not even a possibility, but a fact that had already happened.

A huge sense of guilt flooded Wen Xishu at this moment like a tide.

Old Zheng, dead?

He certainly knew that climbing the Strange Tower was actually putting his head on his belt, and he could die at any time.

He had also experienced death many times.

What's more, along the way, warriors died everywhere. This is a very normal thing.

But Wen Xishu still couldn't accept it.

"Old Zheng... how could he die?"

Zheng Zai's appearance and smile appeared in Wen Xishu's mind. In a sense, Zheng Zai and Liu Jinsen were the earliest people Wen Xishu came into contact with after crossing over who showed kindness to him.

Wen Xishu clenched his fists, and bloodshot eyes, like magma veins emerging from the ground, appeared in the whites of his eyes.

Not long after, his eyes were stained with dull red.

Without language, there would be no distortion.

Wen Xishu's state at this moment made everyone feel that this was a volcano about to erupt.

These warriors who tried to lift Wen Xishu and crowd him all retreated a step unconsciously.

That Bow Brave said:

"The Shield Brave... was very powerful. He had been blocking and attracting the Demon King's attention. I'm sorry, we couldn't protect him."

"He was a powerful, excellent Shield Brave."

Recalling the last Shield Brave, the Bow Brave was indeed impressed. When he found that he couldn't escape the battlefield, that Shield Brave was the first to rush toward the Demon King.

"He didn't say a word the whole time. Just fought silently."

Silent Marathon.

Wen Xishu remembered that Old Zheng still had this card on him, which explained why Old Zheng didn't speak.

He couldn't help but start simulating the situation at that time. Warriors facing the Demon King are actually very difficult to escape, unless the position is very far back...

Unless it's an Array Brave.

After finding that he couldn't escape, Old Zheng could only choose to fight hard.

Perhaps at that moment, Old Zheng was thinking that at least save more warriors, so that the possibility of defeating the Demon King would be a little higher.

After all... Old Zheng didn't know his trump card at all. He would definitely assume that these warriors might be able to help him.

The facts were indeed so.

When the Demon King appeared at the intersection of Area Four, when the crowd had no ability to retreat...

Zheng Zai made the bravest decision and died resolutely. His idea was indeed to keep as many warriors as possible.

He didn't know Wen Xishu's trump card, just thinking that if a few more warriors survived, Wen Xishu's pressure would be a little less.

Wen Xishu understood Zheng Zai.

Guilt, self-blame, anger, sadness, various emotions were like the night curtain covering the sky, making the whole world dark and gloomy.

"How could it be Old Zheng. How could it be Old Zheng."

He repeated this sentence. Because this sentence was incomprehensible to others, it was not distorted.

But Wen Xishu repeated this sentence, plus the dangerous aura he emitted, the warriors retreated further away.

A few seconds later, Wen Xishu looked at these people coldly and finally didn't kill them.

He chose to head toward Area Three.

Logically speaking, these warriors should follow Wen Xishu, but when someone tried to approach Wen Xishu, Wen Xishu's gaze fell on him, scaring the person to retreat repeatedly.

"For Old Zheng's sake, I won't kill you. If you don't want to die, roll far away."

This sentence was naturally 'mocking-ized', but Wen Xishu didn't care what these people thought.

He walked toward Area Three. At first, he was at a normal speed, gradually, it became a jog, and later, it became a frantic run.

The other warriors in Area Four seemed to see the running god of death. It can be foreseen that if there is a Demon King in Area Three, it will definitely die very miserably.

But they didn't dare to follow Wen Xishu. Thinking that Wen Xishu came from the direction of Area Five, then there should be no Demon King there, right?

They thought so, and headed toward Area Five.

Area Two.

Zheng Zai breathed heavily. He still had lingering fears about the experience not long ago.

He was almost eaten by the Demon King. He even felt the Demon King's teeth that could break the armor, and the foul smell.

But the next moment, Zheng Zai appeared in a relatively safe area.

The reason why it is said to be relatively safe is because a great battle happened here not long ago, the Demon King had left, and that powerful Demon King headed toward Area One.

I... I didn't die? Is it a magic energy card? Yes! I have a magic energy card! Hahahaha, I didn't die! Thanks to little brother Wen! Thanks to God! Thanks to everyone!

Although he couldn't speak, Zheng Zai was frantically thanking everyone in his heart.

He was still thinking at that time, is this the retribution for eating others? He would eventually be eaten by monsters...

At that time, Zheng Zai really regretted not being able to stop the Demon King for a while, letting more warriors survive.

But now, Zheng Zai became excited:

"Great! Surviving a disaster, there must be blessings! Hehe, I forgot, I still have the magic energy card Scarecrow!"

Scarecrow, can transfer three fatal damages, and teleport oneself to a relatively safe position.

In fact, Wen Xishu also knew Zheng Zai's card...

But concern leads to chaos.

Zheng Zai is not a reckless man without a brain. He immediately observed the situation around him.

"A great battle happened here... looking at the orientation of the warriors' corpses, they should intend to retreat toward Area One."

"Looking at it this way, the Demon King should be walking toward Area One. I'd better go to Area Three."

Zheng Zai made up his mind and headed toward Area Three.

Area Three is not safe either.

After all, there are twenty-three Demon Kings. Although three Demon Kings died, there are still twenty Demon Kings.

The Demon King only fell a small part, but the warriors have already died more than fifty percent.

Strictly speaking, there is no real safe area at all at the moment.

Almost every area has a Demon King, and a few areas even have more than one Demon King.

In Area Three, Demon King One is playing with everyone.

Seven Array Braves tried to escape Demon King One's play, but as it happens... Demon King One's card was a magic energy card called 'Space-Time Useless'.

Here, everyone loses space-time ability, and speed drops by thirty-five percent.

Those Array Braves who had just managed to escape from Demon King Twenty-Two in Area Eleven not long ago after abandoning their teammates...

Now start facing the doom that cannot be escaped.

"Oh, the array failed? This is not good. How should I kill you?"

"Let me guess, how did you suddenly appear in Area Three. Did you run away?"

"You betrayed your teammates, gave up fighting, and ran to Area Three, right?"

Demon King One looked at an Array Brave seriously. The Array Brave didn't dare to hide:

"I'm sorry... please let us go! We are willing to be loyal to you!"

Demon King One shook his head:

"Tsk tsk, this won't do. How about this, next you guys, kill each other, and the last one who survives can live."

Demon King One once faced the play of an elite species before turning into a monster.

That elite species had said the same thing to it: you kill each other, and the last one standing can leave safely.

In order to live, Demon King One killed everyone at that time, and it did indeed survive.

But those people... were all its relatives.

They didn't resist at all, defaulting to leaving the chance of survival to Demon King One.

After that, Demon King One started to become brutal, and the only remaining kindness in its heart disappeared. Its favorite game was to find human groups living cautiously in the end times...

And then force them to kill each other.

But it never looked for the elite species that made its family miserable at the beginning.

Even if it became an elite species itself. It only dared to find those weaklings who were in the same situation as it once was.

"Hahahahahahahahaha!"

Demon King One's laughter was very exaggerated, with a morbid and twisted pleasure. Watching several Array Braves beating each other, it only felt unusually pleasant.

But soon, its laughter stopped, because a sword light appeared.

Although the 'Space-Time Useless' card made the trajectory, attack speed, movement speed, and spell casting speed all slow down...

But that sword light was still fast, fast enough for Demon King One to need to put in twelve thousand points of spirit to dodge it.

And the moment that sword light was dodged by it, it felt the breath of the god of death.

Those Array Braves stopped fighting at this moment, as if they saw a savior.

But the next second, a sword light flashed, and the heads of the seven Array Braves slid down from the neck in unison.

Immediately after, more sword lights appeared.

They were like ghosts from hell, rushing toward Demon King One.

Demon King One was scared by this absolute cutting will.

All along, its life was—playing with the weak, avoiding the strong.

It knew too well what a strong person was.

Like Demon King Eleven who died not long ago, One also made a judgment for the first time: run!

This is a killing god, Demon King One saw it.

It didn't have time to think about why a Sword Brave could deter a Demon King like itself.

But it knew that this Sword Brave was extraordinary and definitely not something it could deal with.

The most terrifying thing was that this Sword Brave was too cold-blooded.

Facing the Array Braves who were also warriors... logically speaking, he should play the role of a redeemer.

But he didn't even think about it, directly raising his hand with a sword, killing all the Array Braves!

That indifferent gaze to the extreme made Demon King One scared to look!

It expanded 'Space-Time Useless' to the extreme, thinking of using the characteristics of 'Space-Time Useless' to hold back the opponent's footsteps, and ran away frantically!

It did indeed pull away from that killing embryo Sword Brave. But just when it thought it could leave, suddenly, the same 'Space-Time Useless' effect...

Actually acted on itself.

Its speed also slowed down.

And at the same time, it saw a Shield Brave coming from a distance.

Terrible!

Was it pinched from front and back?

In fact, a small Shield Brave was not enough to intercept Demon King One at all.

But now, Demon King One had been scared away by the super Sword Brave who appeared suddenly and beyond the ordinary.

Those sword lights that seemed to carry causal power were chasing it like a viper. In its impression, warriors shouldn't have such ability!

All the anomalies made Demon King One start to fear warriors.

Especially this kind of warrior who acts alone.

This also led to Demon King One seeing the Shield Brave in front, but it was only one person, and it instinctively turned around.

Of course, that Shield Brave also had momentum, facing the rushing Demon King, actually standing in place, motionless.

This momentum of not being chaotic when facing the Demon King made Demon King One sure that it had been pinched by two super powerful existences.

It was too scared, so it made a fatal mistake.

The situation that could have been escaped was wasted by its own cowardice.

When it turned around, that killing god-like Sword Brave came with his hundreds of sword lights, as if the king was roaring past with thousands of troops.

Death blew over Demon King One's body like a storm.

Facing this doomed ending, at the time of death, Demon King One seemed to see the family members who were killed by itself...

Demon King One died.

The body had been cut into thousands of pieces.

Wen Xishu in a state of rage is now the god of death moving on the entire battlefield.

Just when the god of death was ready to continue creating death and kill the warriors in front together...

That familiar aura suddenly made this god of death stunned.

Wen Xishu was stunned again, then looked up and heard a familiar voice:

"Good—ah! I can speak! Little brother Wen, it's you! Damn, awesome, you can actually kill the Demon King in seconds! Little brother Wen, too strong! My luck is too good!"

Zheng Zai's voice, like sunshine enough to melt glaciers, shone on Wen Xishu.

At this moment, Wen Xishu seemed to remember... Old Zheng really wouldn't die so easily, after all, he still had a magic energy card.

And Zheng Zai, at this moment, was also excited.

The experience just now scared Zheng Zai to death.

Zheng Zai originally thought about walking toward Area Three, but before he reached the intersection of Area Three...

He saw a Demon King running wildly, he swore, at that moment he seemed to see a mud-head car hitting him, wanting to take him to another dimension.

He was scared to paralysis, unable to move his whole body, motionless. Plus the deceleration effect of 'Space-Time Useless', making Zheng Zai feel his body becoming heavy.

He simply stood still, waiting for death.

But he didn't want a miracle to happen. The one who died was not himself, but Demon King One. Demon King One didn't know what happened, but actually turned around, so dense cuts fell on Demon King One.

Demon King One was cut into countless pieces like this.

Zheng Zai's brain lagged. What kind of fierce man must this be to be able to ravage the Demon King like this?

He intended to open his mouth to beg for mercy. After all, there was only one person here, no object worth protecting, and begging for mercy was not shameful.

But the moment the word 'mercy' was shouted... Zheng Zai suddenly realized, eh, can I speak?

He immediately realized that the person who killed the Demon King was not someone else, but little brother Wen!

Huge joy flooded Zheng Zai, Zheng Zai started waving his hands desperately, saying hello to Wen Xishu.

Zheng Zai didn't know what Wen Xishu's mood was, but he was in a great mood now.

The sense of security brought by Wen Xishu killing the Demon King... was too full.

Wen Xishu at this moment, in Zheng Zai's feeling, was the well-deserved number one in the Strange Tower.

He even thought, even if it was Xun Hui, or those top existences on the Slaughter Tower ladder list, they might not be able to save himself as handsomely as little brother Wen!

Zheng Zai was excited.

What is the Demon King! In front of my future strongest in the bunker, he can only wait for death!

Old Zheng was so excited that he wanted to cry. After all, it was a life-and-death reversal, big fall and big rise.

On the other side, Wen Xishu turned from excitement to calm.

Looking at Old Zheng who was shouting frantically and waving his hands, Wen Xishu's heart also experienced huge changes.

His self-blame and guilt reduced a lot, but didn't fade completely.

Finally, after the emotions of anger and sadness receded, he just smiled faintly.

He didn't have the consciousness and pride of being the number one in the Strange Tower. At this moment, Wen Xishu only felt that his hard strength was still too weak...

Must become stronger to protect his friends in the future.

In the territory of life, he was afraid of those who walked into his life suddenly disappearing.

Fortunately, he was lucky.

Killing all the way from Area Eleven to Area Three, Wen Xishu finally found Old Zheng.

"Great, Old Zheng, great, you are still alive! God treats me not thinly."

Wen Xishu really wanted to say, thank you for being alive, making me feel that I am not a waste.

But Zheng Zai's proud words interrupted him:

"Great little brother, that is the Demon King! You are simply too divine! My luck is too good, I can actually find a teammate like you!"

At this moment, Wen Xishu suddenly felt it was very funny. So this is a friend.

Clearly everyone's situation is different, but when they met, they all made the same exclamation of "our luck is really good".

Wen Xishu let out a long breath:

"This Strange Competition, I can't control the overall situation either, to avoid long nights and dreams... Old Zheng, next, I might be relatively bloody."

In order to prevent the fourth round, fifth round, sixth round...

Wen Xishu decided to let all survivors be eliminated in the third round.

Without himself, these warriors would also die in the hands of other Demon Kings. Compared to being played by monsters with deformed personalities like Demon King One... Wen Xishu felt that his slaughter was considered very kind.

Actually, Wen Xishu's words all had mocking versions, but the meaning was generally not much different... and Zheng Zai didn't feel anything wrong:

"Okay, little brother, I listen to you, it's just that I am too weak, maybe I can't help much."

Wen Xishu smiled:

"The reward of this Strange Competition might be very interesting, and your existence itself has already helped me."

Patting Zheng Zai on the shoulder, Wen Xishu said:

"Let's go Old Zheng, we go to slaughter through this arena."

(End of chapter)