nashuaworldcup Chapter 341 - 325: Compilation [1]
Chapter 341 - 325: Compilation [1]
The palm was like a red-hot branding iron just pulled from a raging fire, radiating a heat intense enough to incinerate everything.
The moment it touched the youth’s cheek, skin met scorching heat, and a plume of acrid white smoke hissed into the air.
The youth’s previously twisted and savage expression froze instantly. The sudden, excruciating pain jolted his nerves, as if countless red-hot needles were being stabbed deep into him and stirred around.
Immediately after, the hand—like a demon’s claw—tightened its grip. Powerful fingers clamped around the youth’s face, forcibly closing the horrifyingly wide mouth that had been stretched to his ears.
CRACK CRACK CRACK...
A series of horrifying cracks echoed with stark clarity in the surroundings.
The youth’s pupils dilated violently. He could clearly feel the bones in his skull groaning in agony under the immense external force.
It felt as if they were about to shatter, unable to withstand the pressure.
He wanted to struggle.
But his body was limp, unable to muster even a shred of strength.
Even the Dream Eye inside him, which he could normally control at will, had gone silent. It was as if it had fallen into a deathly stillness, ceasing to exist altogether.
At this realization,
a wave of panic surged from the depths of his heart.
In that instant,
it was as if he had been thrown back to the days before he had a Dream Eye, back when he was bullied by those stronger than him.
"Shhh! It’s okay. It’ll be over soon."
Hu Qi looked down on him, his gaze icy and devoid of pity. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, forming an utterly cruel smile.
The smile was like a blade of ice in the dead of winter, piercing straight to the heart.
The words had barely left his lips when his five fingers tightened again, accompanied by a sickening pop.
Under the terrifying pressure, the youth’s head burst like an overripe watermelon, splattering blood and brain matter everywhere.
The headless body slumped to the ground.
A flame ignited, engulfing the corpse. Wisps of black shadow slithered along the ground and into Hu Qi’s body.
Modification Points +1524
A line of text floated before Hu Qi’s eyes.
The youth had a total of four Dream Eyes inside him.
The strongest among them was an Alien Limb Dream Eye named Starving Stomach.
It kept a Dream Master in a constant state of extreme hunger, as if their stomach could never be filled.
In addition, his teeth and eyes were also Dream Eyes.
Although the power of these Dream Eyes was weaker than the Starving Stomach, they happened to form a Dream Eye Puzzle.
This allowed the youth to increase his own strength and speed through constant eating.
Against anyone else, the youth’s speed, Burst, and this combination of Dream Eyes would have been a major headache.
Unfortunately for him, he had run into Hu Qi, a cultivator of the Crimson Sun Demon Elephant Flame Prison Skill who had reached the Demon Soul Mirror realm.
In Hu Qi’s eyes, the boy’s so-called explosive speed was no different from that of a toddler.
Everyone witnessed this scene clearly, and for a moment, the chaotic field fell into a brief silence.
The onlookers couldn’t help but swallow hard.
They even wondered if they were hallucinating.
From start to finish, only a few breaths’ time had passed.
A resident of the Ninth Layer had actually been killed.
’How is this possible?’
The woman in the wedding dress holding the Ghost Head Saber and the four-armed brute were no different.
Their expressions turned exceptionally grim.
As fellow residents of the Ninth Layer,
although the three of them couldn’t stand the sight of each other,
their strengths were more or less equal.
Even if there were slight differences, killing one another would be no simple task.
"That idiot! You big oaf, it looks like we need to cooperate. This guy is a real handful."
The woman in the wedding dress looked grim.
"Fine! Then let’s attack together and kill him!!"
the brute said in a deep voice.
"All of you, attack with us!"
The woman with the Ghost Head Saber looked at the crowd behind her and said coldly.
"I’m sure you all understand. The Blood Word Script brought us here, and there’s only one way this ends: either he dies, or we die. There is no other choice."
As "script actors" who had survived the missions this long, none of them were fools.
Of course, they could all see how terrifying Hu Qi was.
If they had a choice, they would never have wanted to make an enemy of a monster like Hu Qi.
But unfortunately, bound by the strict constraints of the Blood Word Script, they had no other option.
Even if they could win, the number of casualties on their side would certainly be high.
That was why they hadn’t attacked right away. They all wanted to wait for others to go first, to drain their opponent’s strength and probe for more of his Abilities.
But now that it had come to this,
they also harbored a sliver of wishful thinking.
If they were lucky enough to land the first kill on Hu Qi, they would receive the wish-granting reward from the Blood Word Script.
For these "script actors," the allure of this wish-granting reward was fatal.
No one could resist it.
With it, they could completely break free from this curse-like Blood Word Script, or perhaps even bring a lost loved one back to life.
Or make themselves even stronger.
Everyone held a desperate wish hidden in their hearts. Faced with this enormous temptation, their eyes instantly became feverish and crazed.
’So what if he’s strong?’
’Using a Dream Eye causes Erosion to the wielder.’
’No matter how powerful or terrifying he is, there has to be a limit.’
’If we all attack at once...’
’...he can’t possibly block it all. Enough ants can kill an elephant.’
These thoughts flashed through their minds.
They immediately took action.
Pushing their Dream Eyes to their limits, they attacked Hu Qi.
In an instant, the power of nearly a hundred Dream Eyes surged forth at once, sweeping towards Hu Qi like a roiling black tide.
Blood-soaked Talisman Papers fluttered and danced in the wind.