162: Chapter 162 I don't want to go!

The endless gloom of the Abyss Land.

“Bang—!”

Accompanied by a dull, loud crash.

Inferno Magic Dragon Bahamut, its body charred black, fell heavily from mid-air like a tattered rag, crashing into the lava pool of the volcanic crater.

Black dragon blood sprayed out wildly, as if it were worthless.

The terrifying backlash from unilaterally tearing up the Abyssal Contract caused this high-and-mighty Abyss Lord to nearly vanish into thin air while traversing the void passage.

It lay weakly paralyzed in the boiling lava, taking in more air than it let out.

Its giant single eye was half-open and half-closed, looking as if it were on the verge of death.

Sensing the faint, flickering aura of this "old friend."

In the nearby Black Sea, the deep sea overlord Leviathan and the Deep Sea Giant Turtle Zaratan immediately rushed over in a hurry.

The two behemoths sprawled at the edge of the crater, looking at Bahamut's tragic state. Not only did they lack the slightest bit of sympathy, but they also burst into insane laughter.

“Hahaha! Stupid dragon! I told you so!”

Leviathan's massive body rolled wildly in the mud, laughing so hard that tears came out.

“I warned you long ago that if you crossed over, you would absolutely run into that red tank!”

“How is it? This time, even the wings you just grew back were ripped off again, weren't they? Hahaha!”

Facing its colleague's wicked and biting mockery.

Bahamut, soaking in the lava, didn't even bother to lift an eyelid.

It truly didn't even have the strength to curse right now; it could only greet eighteen generations of Leviathan's ancestors in its heart.

Just as Leviathan was laughing the loudest and most carried away.

A sudden change occurred!

A piercing beam of crimson light exploded without warning right above Leviathan's head!

An incredibly massive blood-colored summoning array firmly locked onto the laughing deep sea overlord below.

“Eh?!”

Leviathan's giant fish eye was momentarily stunned.

Immediately after.

Countless amounts of massive blood qi, containing despair and resentment, poured crazily into Leviathan's body like a reversed waterfall.

Sensing this majestic life energy, Leviathan subconsciously took a deep breath.

“Holy shit!!!”

In the next second, Leviathan's large face instantly turned a sickly green.

This blood qi...

This nauseating stench, filled with perverted and deformed resentment...

It was too damn familiar!

Through this blood qi, Leviathan instantly sensed the coordinates on the other end of the summoning array.

Far East Grand Hub!

District J Safe Zone!

Although Abyssal Creatures desperately craved human blood sacrifices—even if the blood of these Japanese players was unpalatable and disgusting, it could at least be used to recover from injuries and convert mana.

But now...

“Blegh—!!!”

The moment it thought about that red tank parked outside those coordinates.

Leviathan's stomach churned violently on the spot. It opened its bloody maw and vomited out all the carrion it had just eaten out of sheer terror!

The Deep Sea Giant Turtle Zaratan, lying nearby, went crazy with joy upon seeing this scene.

“Hahahaha! Serves you right!”

Zaratan pounded the ground wildly with its claws, laughing until it was upside down.

“I told you not to mock me before!”

“What did I say? Now it's your turn to go be someone's seafood hotpot!”

In mid-air, the blood-colored array had completely formed.

An irresistible and powerful suction force tugged violently at Leviathan's massive body, trying to drag it forcibly into the void rift.

“Wooo... I'm not going!”

Leviathan was completely reduced to tears of terror.

It opened its giant abyssal maw, capable of swallowing mountains, and bit down hard on the solid rock ground at the edge of the crater.

Its two giant fins paddled desperately through the mud as it crawled forward with all its might.

“I don't want to go! Let me go!!!”

However, a blood sacrifice contract of three hundred thousand people was not something it could easily resist.

“Rumble—!”

The abyssal earth was torn apart!

Leviathan, along with the abyssal rock it was biting, was forcibly dragged into the blood-colored array by the violent suction.

...

Wasteland World, District J Service Area.

In the sky, a massive void rift was slowly being torn open.

There was no world-destroying terrifying pressure, nor was there a domineering entrance that blotted out the sun.

There was only a shivering, terrified deep-sea beast poking half a head out of the rift.

As soon as Leviathan appeared, it didn't even look at the believers below.

Its giant single eye spun wildly, scanning the surrounding wilderness like a startled bird.

When its gaze passed through the safe zone barrier and saw that nightmare-like deep red heavy tank not far away.

Leviathan's single eye nearly popped right out of its socket!

It really was that living yama!

And that terrifying black-and-white interwoven gun barrel was currently aimed dead at it!

In the ruins below.

Emperor Yuren watched the finally descending King of the Seas, trembling with excitement.

He felt as if he had grasped the final straw, falling to his knees with a thud.

“Respected King of the Deep Sea!”

Emperor Yuren shouted loudly: “Please bring down an endless tsunami and, for us...”

Before he could finish his words.

Leviathan in mid-air suddenly lowered its head, its giant eyes erupting with endless fury and fear.

“I'll f*ck your mother!”

Leviathan directly burst into curses, its saliva spraying all over Emperor Yuren's face.

“You dog-thing whose son won't have an anus! When did I ever provoke you?!”

“If you want to die, then go die yourself! Don't f*cking drag this King down with you!!”

“Get lost, you grandson of a turtle!”

Accompanying these vulgar insults.

Leviathan didn't give anyone a chance to react.

It gritted its teeth and swung its two giant fins inward with a sudden force!

“Puchi!”

Blood surged like a waterfall!

To survive, this deep sea overlord resolutely chose to sever its own fins, forcibly cutting the shackles of the Abyssal Contract!

Then... Leviathan didn't dare to stay for even a second longer, retracting its head into the void rift and vanishing without a trace.

Leaving only the sky full of stinking fish blood to rain down upon Emperor Yuren's head.

Emperor Yuren knelt blankly on the spot, his entire person completely petrified.

“Again?!”

Why was this scene so familiar?!

He touched the sticky blood on his face.

Looking at the hundreds of thousands of District J players who had fallen for the summoning, their bodies not yet cold.

It was over.

Everything was over.

The base had been bombed into a wasteland, and over a million citizens were dead or injured.

All trump cards played, only to be met with a face full of insults toward his eighteen generations of ancestors from the Abyss Lord.

Emperor Yuren's gaze gradually became incredibly malicious, like a demon crawling out of hell.

He stared fixedly at the red steel torrent outside the safe zone.

“Dragon Country people...”

“I want you all to die, ahhhhh!!!”

Emperor Yuren crushed his teeth, swallowing a mouthful of blood into his stomach.

“Just wait! Wait for the support of our subsequent main force of District J players!”

He scrambled to his feet, like a venomous snake avoiding the sunlight, desperately burrowing toward the underground bunker in the deepest part of the ruins.

“Lay low! This Emperor must lay low!”

“If this grudge is not avenged, this Emperor swears not to be human!!!”

...

On the other side.

Five hundred kilometers away from Exit 2.

Amidst the swirling yellow sand, a grand red armored army was approaching at full speed toward the massive cluster of red dots on the holographic map.

This was the Western Route Army personally led by Xia Li!

A full one hundred and fifty thousand fully armed Red Wolf elites, carrying a terrifying killing intent to flatten everything, arrived at this joint stronghold of District J and District K.

“Big Sis, the enemy's large stronghold is three kilometers ahead!”

A scout from the Blade Group reported loudly through the communication channel.

The Mechanical White Tiger stopped on a high sand dune.

Xia Li flipped down from the white tiger.

Her expression was cold as she nimbly took off high-powered tactical binoculars from her waist and looked toward the interior of the distant stronghold.

However.

When the field of vision of the binoculars passed through the outer walls and locked clearly onto the square in the center of the stronghold.

Xia Li's usually calm and beautiful face instantly turned as pale as paper.

The hands holding the binoculars trembled violently and uncontrollably.

A suffocating, violent killing intent erupted from her body, making even the surrounding air seem to freeze over with a layer of frost.

“These...”

Xia Li bit her translucent lips hard, her eyes swirling with substantial rage, her voice turning hoarse due to extreme anger.

“Damned beasts!”