"Open the tower!" Bai Shilong gave the order, and everyone immediately took action.
Immediately afterwards, a pair of obsidian-like wings sprouted from Su Yue's back, like a messenger of the night.
The next second, the wings suddenly flapped, tearing the air apart and releasing astonishing power.
In the blink of an eye, Su Yue moved with extraordinary agility.
Like a bolt of lightning ripped across the sky, it instantly soared into the air.
Those arrows and spells that were originally aimed at him.
Faced with his speed, they were left behind as if in slow motion, without even a chance to catch up.
Just then, a faint smile appeared on Su Yue's lips.
Immediately afterwards, a crimson light burst forth from his body.
It was dazzling and bright, as if it had dyed the entire stadium a blood red.
The God of Slaughter has descended!
This is precisely the new skill that Su Yue acquired in the supply depot.
At this moment, he tried to release that fierce killing intent outward.
Su Yue was surprised to find that the energy consumed was only one-tenth of what it was before.
If we say that ordinary killing intent is released outwards...
That powerful aura was enough to make those with weaker strength feel a terror akin to purgatory.
They will lose control, their legs will tremble and become weak, and they may even kneel down.
This murderous aura can penetrate deep into people's hearts, reaching the darkest and most terrifying corners, making its power irresistible.
But after Su Yue learned god-level skills, the god of death descended.
When Su Yue unleashed his killing intent, he transformed into a true god of death in their eyes.
This amplified their deepest fears.
The entire venue seemed to be paused by a mysterious force.
All impending attacks came to a standstill at this moment.
In that instant, they felt as if they were in a virtual reality illusion.
I witnessed the terrifying scenes of the eighteen levels of hell unfolding before my eyes.
The cruelty of the Tongue-Pulling Hell, the horror of the Scissors Hell, the despair of the Iron Tree Hell...
Even with their eyes closed, these horrifying images lingered in their minds and consciousness, constantly resurfacing.
Although, this group of people had already been enslaved by the Emperor-level alien beasts.
However, because they possess the talent of "demonic soldiers," they also have some unnecessary emotions compared to lower-ranking heavenly soldiers.
That is the ability to sense fear.
For a moment, they trembled violently, and desperate cries rose and fell, echoing throughout the entire venue.
"Ah! My head is about to split open!" a mid-level celestial soldier suddenly screamed hysterically.
He leaped and fell from the height, his head slamming heavily onto the ground, instantly creating a horrifying sight of red and white debris.
His actions caused a huge stir, instantly breaking the previously quiet atmosphere in the venue.
Then, everyone began their performance.
Some people even imitated Senbei, committing seppuku and taking out a section of their large intestine to use as an eye mask to block their vision.
Some people brandished knives, slashing wildly in the air, and stabbed "Abe" several times in the back, shouting, "Don't come any closer!"
Even worse, some people used the dagger in their hands to stab their own eyes, and then stuffed the dagger into their mouths.
Because there is no sense of fear, this blandness only adds to the eeriness and terror.
Immediately afterwards, they all collapsed to the ground, tormented by the fear and curse brought down by the god of death!
All the heavenly soldiers were now like turtles buying watermelons—some rolled, some crawled!
The heavenly soldiers were panting heavily, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping their throats.
The next moment, the multiple negative effects of fear, bleeding, and poisoning contained in Su Yue's attack triggered a chain reaction.
Coupled with the "descendance of the god of death," it relentlessly ravages people's precarious consciousness time and time again.
This deep-seated fear and pain has long exceeded the limits of what people can endure.
Finally, the closest one to Su Yue was a mid-level celestial soldier.
After his body trembled, his pupils lost focus, and he became a corpse, passing away peacefully.
These heavenly soldiers, radiating outwards from Su Yue, fell one after another.
If you close your eyes and never open them again, your whole life will pass by like that.
In comparison, only a few high-ranking celestial soldiers were in slightly better condition.
It's only a little bit.
Although they did not die immediately, they were bleeding from all seven orifices, incontinent, and their bodies were convulsing uncontrollably on the ground.
Clearly, they were very close to becoming the god of death.
Bai Shilong was on the third-floor corridor, far away from Su Yue, and thus narrowly escaped the disaster.
He was even somewhat afraid to look at Su Yue.
It was initially thought that Lone Wolf, having lost Luvi and the support of his summoned creatures, and lacking efficient area-of-effect damage skills, would be in a difficult situation.
The tactical arrangement of hundreds of people standing scattered around would cause him considerable trouble.
Unexpectedly, such a powerful heavenly army was wiped out by the lone wolf's bizarre attack.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that this was something humans could achieve.
"Go quickly!" he commanded the woman clinging to him, urging her to flee the place immediately.
...
In reality, the arrival of the God of Slaughter is determined based on the mental attributes of both sides.
The difference in the mental attributes of the two sides directly determines the magnitude of the power unleashed by the God of Slaughter's descent.
When the God of Slaughter descended, Su Yue converted all the stolen attributes into spirit points.
These nearly two thousand points of mental attribute are enough to inflict a devastating blow on them that is difficult to withstand!
This tactic is undoubtedly extremely effective when facing a large and scattered enemy.
Nevertheless, after finishing the performance, Su Yue's mental energy was almost completely depleted.
Only the Heavenly Army Commander—Abe—was left on the field.
With a 250% attribute bonus, he withstood the attack.
He wolfed down the arm of the teammate who had betrayed him not long ago.
Thanks to the special abilities of his zombie body, his body is recovering at an astonishing rate.
"Lone Wolf? I heard you killed Young Master Shiraishi Hiroshi?"
As Abe spoke, his face was filled with rage. He flapped his bone wings and slashed at Su Yue.
The Muramasa sword in his hand exuded an evil aura.
It seemed capable of devouring all life around it, and even the air trembled with the vibrations of the blade.
In Su Yue's eyes, although Abe's assassination skills were not to be underestimated, they were only at the level of a lord-level zombie.
His greatest strength lies in his astonishing regenerative abilities.
Human limbs and severed bodies were scattered all around. For Abe's assassins, as long as they could eat a bite, they could be restored to their original state.
No matter how skilled you are in martial arts, you're still afraid of a kitchen knife!
No matter how strong your recovery ability is, the worst thing is to be instantly killed!
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