140: Crimson stone slabs, a mad feast

At the peak of the volcano, ever since Lu Yuan disappeared, sudden changes occurred!

The shattered stone slabs suddenly emitted a halo of light!

Within that halo, endless desires were contained, like the deepest nightmare, probing into the depths of every living being's mind on the platform.

“Ugh…”

Zhou Wanhe bore the brunt of it; his powerful aura, which had just broken through to Fifth-Tier Three-Star, suddenly stagnated.

The light in his eyes rapidly faded, replaced by an unfathomable crimson.

“Mine… it’s all mine…”

He let out a beast-like growl from his throat.

Greed, brutality, bloodlust… all kinds of negative emotions instantly consumed his reason.

It wasn’t just him.

Zhang Yue, the captain of the first team, was also not spared.

His originally sharp eyes now turned blood-red, the hand gripping the thunder roar spear bulged with veins, and his breathing was as heavy as an ox.

“Why? Why can’t I do it!!!”

“I’m going to pierce through this sky!”

Duan Kong was slightly better, only experiencing pure greed.

His gaze became dull, his eyes filled with longing for those stone slabs.

“Fragments of the heart of rules… no! They are even more fundamental treasures!”

De Xiner’s delicate body trembled violently, her beautiful face beginning to contort.

“Hehe… hehehe…”

“It’s all mine… it’s all mine! No one can take it from me!!!”

The Provincial Government Team Members, Zhou Family assassins, and Deyun Hall disciples who had miraculously survived also lost control at this moment.

Madness flickered in everyone’s eyes, each with their own thoughts.

“Roar—!”

Zhou Wanhe was the first to be unable to suppress the raging murderous intent in his heart.

He suddenly turned his head, his blood-red gaze locking onto Zhang Yue, who was closest to him.

“The stone slabs are mine!”

With a roar, the Blood Fiend Great Saber in his hand stirred up a sky full of blood light, unhesitatingly slashing down at Zhang Yue’s head!

“Courting death!”

Zhang Yue was also like a madman, not dodging, the thunder roar spear in his hand erupted with dazzling lightning, bravely meeting the attack!

The two old rivals, now returned to the battlefield!

Boom—!

Saber and spear collided, exploding into a dazzling energy halo.

The rocks beneath their feet instantly cracked, and a powerful shockwave spread in all directions.

“Kill!”

Duan Kong roared, his target not to entangle with Zhou and Zhang, but to rush directly towards the area with the most stone slabs in the air.

He wanted to seize the initiative!

“Giggle giggle… Captain Duan, why are you in such a hurry?”

De Xiner let out a sharp laugh, she suddenly opened her small mouth, actually inhaling the surrounding toxic mist that hadn't dispersed, in large gulps!

“Pfft… pfft…”

Eerie sounds emanated from within her body, and grotesque purple patterns rapidly appeared on her fair skin, wriggling like living things.

Her aura, at this moment, actually rose another notch, showing faint signs of breaking through Fourth-Tier!

“It’s all mine… it’s all mine!”

Her figure swayed, transforming into a purple phantom, rushing desperately towards those stone slabs, her speed actually no less than Duan Kong’s!

“Kill!”

“Grab!”

“Those who block me, die!”

After a brief silence, the platform completely transformed into an Asura Field.

The Provincial Government Team Members, those from the Zhou Family, and those from Deyun Hall, now had no distinction of factions, no camaraderie.

Like beasts driven by desire, they launched the most brutal attacks on every moving creature around them.

The summoned creatures also completely lost control, the Raging Thunder Lion, Earth-Splitting Demonic Bear,Blue-eyed Scorpion… these summoned beasts, usually obedient, now had blood-red eyes, madly Biting and colliding with each other.

The light of skills shot out wildly, and blades and swords crisscrossed.

Limbs and broken arms flew everywhere, and hot blood splattered on the platform.

“Ah—!”

A Provincial Government Team Member was pierced through the chest by a sword from his former comrade; he looked at the opponent's distorted face in disbelief, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

The next moment, his body was torn to shreds by several attacks from different directions.

The Zhou Family’s offerings, Iron Wall and Soul Chasing Hand, had already sustained serious injuries in the previous battle.

At this moment, they were even more like madmen, bathed in blood, disregarding the bursting wounds on their bodies, fighting to the death with several Fourth-Tier Card Masters from the Provincial Government who had also fallen into madness.

“Die! All of you, die for me!”

Iron Wall roared, having found a shield from somewhere, using it to frantically ram his opponents, each collision bringing up large splashes of blood.

Soul Chasing Hand was even more tragic, completely adopting a strategy of trading injuries for injuries, and lives for lives.

Pfft!

Iron Wall’s chest was pierced by a longsword from a Provincial Government Fourth-Tier Card Master, and blood gushed out.

But before he died, he used the edge of his shield to brutally smash the opponent’s head.

“Uh ah…” Soul Chasing Hand let out an unwilling roar, his body hit by several energy beams simultaneously, exploding into a rain of blood.

Those who perished with him were two disciples from Deyun Hall.

Tragic!

Incredibly tragic!

The entire peak of the volcano had already turned into a meat grinder.

Even the three powerful Sixth-Tier Demonic Beasts were not spared in this insane feast.

“Hiss—crunch!”

The giant Brother Octopus, its dozens of tentacles frantically lashed out at everything around it, whether human Card Masters or other Demonic Beasts.

Under the stimulation of the blood-red halo, its ferocity was completely unleashed.

However, a horrifying scene occurred.

In a frantic twist, several of Brother Octopus’s tentacles, as if out of control, wrapped around its own neck!

Its giant eyeballs bulged, seemingly wanting to struggle, but the tentacles tightened more and more… Finally, with a dull sound of bone cracking, Brother Octopus actually used its own tentacles to strangle its own neck to death!

Its massive body crashed to the ground, stirring up a sky full of dust.

The vast essence of flesh and blood within its body, as if drawn by some invisible force, rushed towards the dark-red stone slabs suspended in mid-air!

Buzz—!

After absorbing Brother Octopus’s life essence, the blood-red halo on the surface of the stone slabs suddenly intensified by several points, and the aura they emitted became even more sinister and mind-bewildering.

“Roar!”

The Deep Sea Giant Python and the Swordfish Demon Beast also fell into a frenzy.

Their massive bodies charged wildly across the battlefield, stirring up waves of bloody carnage.

However, two fists are no match for four hands.

Under the desperate encirclement of dozens of frenzied Card Masters, even though they were Sixth-Tier Demonic Beasts, they gradually succumbed.

Rumble!

The Swordfish Demon Beast’s incredibly hard sword-like snout was simultaneously hit by several powerful skills, exploding into countless fragments.

It let out a mournful cry, its massive body torn apart by the violent energy.

The Deep Sea Giant Python also didn't last long; its scales were pierced, blood stained the earth, and it ultimately turned into a pile of minced meat under the combined bombardment of several powerhouses.

Their essence of flesh and blood was likewise not wasted a single bit, all absorbed by those dark-red stone slabs.

With the death of the three Sixth-Tier Demonic Beasts, the power of the stone slabs seemed to have been further enhanced.

The blood-red halo almost solidified, covering the entire platform like viscous blood.

The surviving Card Masters’ eyes showed an even deeper madness, their reason completely stripped away, leaving only the most primitive instincts of slaughter and plunder.

They even began to attack the stone slabs, attempting to grab them directly.

But whenever an attack landed on a stone slab, it would be repelled by an invisible barrier, and the attacker would suffer an even stronger mental backlash, becoming even more berserk.

In the center of this chaos and slaughter, the Old Flame Spirit, holding a giant flaming hammer, remained a cold observer.

His ancient figure stood silently at the edge of the volcanic crater.

The blood-red halo seemed to have no effect on him whatsoever.

He neither tried to snatch the stone slabs nor did he intervene to stop this inhumane massacre.

Only occasionally, when some “lucky” individual in the frantic melee tried to approach him, or wanted to escape this Asura Field amidst the chaos.

He would slowly raise the giant flaming hammer in his hand.

Whoosh—!

The giant hammer swung down, bringing with it a scorching stream of fire.

That “lucky” individual would let out a tragic scream, be knocked back into the center of the battle circle, and continue to be thrown into the endless slaughter.

The Old Flame Spirit’s movements were practiced, as if he was merely maintaining the Order of some ritual.

A bloody ritual, with life and blood as sacrifices…