Wholesale Slaughter

Their eyes met. Yet the Nether Armor King merely glanced at it once, wasting no further time. As it strode past Yu Xian's summoned beast, the creature instantly exploded and died. "Wufentang, Tree God, Hero King... Rest easy. I shall fulfill the cherished wish you could not." Light radiated from the Nether Armor King's eyes as it walked to the next intersection and came to a halt. In fact, the moment the Nether Armor King awakened, Yu Xian had realized that disaster was imminent. He had pinpointed Zhang Shou and the others' locations long ago, but in an event like this, traveling together would only hold one another back. Thus, he had simply sent summoned beasts to tail them without disturbing them. Now, however, staying out of their way was no longer an option. Using his summoned beasts, he rapidly swapped positions, then used the Origin Codex to seal everyone away one by one. The Origin Codex was simply an advanced version of the Book of Sealing. Yu Xian could still seal and unseal targets at will, and the Origin Codex was even more indestructible. This time, he didn't stop at sealing Zhang Shou and the rest; he even sealed the Death Emperor and Xielina along with them. From an attribute standpoint, both the Death Emperor and Xielina were undead. Which meant they could potentially fall under the Nether Armor King's control. Once the Origin Codex sealed the Death Emperor, Yu Xian could use the Death Emperor's skills. He promptly returned to Avici Hell and went into hiding once more. "Night Execution Blade Calamity!" After Yu Xian fled, the Nether Armor King standing at the intersection went straight on the offensive. Vast clouds of smoke, pitch-black with hints of purple, immediately gushed from the crevices of its armor. Rolling black haze swiftly spread in all directions, plunging countless class users into total darkness in an instant. The sprint-fleeing Demon Swineherd; Lauked-Hades, who was still fending off the aftermath of Bei Zhelong's explosion; and numerous class users hunting for treasure chests—all of them smelled the stench of death. "Fuck, the Nether Armor King?" Sensing everything around him plunge into darkness, the Demon Swineherd cried out in terror. In the very next second, he decisively unleashed his ultimate move, merging his body with the Demonic Frenzy Boar King beneath him. Unless absolutely necessary, he never wanted to use this skill. Every time he did, he became more pig-like; the swine-like features on his face were the lingering side effects from his past fusions with the Demonic Frenzy Boar King. Yet right now, he couldn't care less. If he didn't want to die, he truly had to risk everything. In a flash, the Demonic Frenzy Boar King shifted into human form, its burly physique manifesting a suit of heavy plate armor. Then, with a fierce kick against the ground, it turned into a streak of red light and vanished. "Yu Xian must die, but all class users deserve death!" Through the Nether Fiend Energy it released, the Nether Armor King could perceive everything occurring within the shrouded area. Locking its sights onto the Demon Swineherd, it slowly manifested an ultra-long black blade. Named "Dream's End," it was 5.5 meters long and three centimeters thick. Ever since it materialized, it continuously radiated a purple aura, looking like a blade burning with violet flame. Any creature enveloped within the Night Execution Blade Calamity could be attacked by the Nether Armor King regardless of distance—and the attack possessed an innate sure-hit effect. Raising Dream's End, the Nether Armor King slashed out. The purple blade qi cleaved straight through the Nether Fiend Energy, carving a violet streak that surged forward, darted swiftly through the labyrinth, and arrived right behind the Demon Swineherd in an instant. In fact, from the moment the Nether Armor King unleashed the strike until the blade qi slashed the Demon Swineherd, time itself seemed frozen. By the time the Demon Swineherd sensed danger thanks to his level, he turned around only to be cleaved in two, his body splitting into halves. "Nether Armor King—!" The Demon Swineherd let out a frantic, indignant bellow before his body detonated. Dense demonic power billowed upward like a nuclear detonation. Blocked harmlessly by the labyrinth's ceiling, the explosive force had nowhere to go but out, billowing wildly in all directions. Many class users near the Demon Swineherd were blown to bits in an instant by the wild energy released upon his death. Elsewhere, Lauked-Hades, who had just weathered the shockwaves from Bei Zhelong's explosion, suddenly sensed something behind him. Turning his head, he saw Yu Xian. "You're gonna die~" Yu Xian said with a genial smile, looking at Lauked-Hades. Though Yu Xian still didn't know why Fathe'aim had been wearing a Level 245 boss monster, he had already witnessed the Demon Swineherd's death through a summoned beast. Clearly, the Nether Armor King bore tremendous malice toward all class users. Aside from the Demon Swineherd, the closest person to the Nether Armor King right now was Lauked-Hades. Coincidentally, Yu Xian had a Silver Mirror Ghost King lying in wait nearby, so he had promptly commandeered it to deliver the "glad tidings." "Hmph!" Lauked-Hades glanced at Yu Xian, then immediately turned tail and ran. He knew full well that Yu Xian had come to distract him. If he wasted even a single word on Yu Xian, it might very well cost him his life. The Nether Fiend Energy filling the air carried the Nether Armor King's will; a mere taste of it was enough for Lauked-Hades to gauge the immense gulf in power between them. This was no time for stomping noobs; a single moment of carelessness meant certain death. If Yu Xian knew what Lauked-Hades was thinking, he would surely feel wronged. He really hadn't come to sabotage him. After all, he had seen how the Demon Swineherd died with his own eyes. That attack—he couldn't dodge it, the Demon Swineherd couldn't dodge it, and Lauked-Hades wouldn't be able to dodge it either. Sure enough, an instant later, a purple arc of blade qi flashed toward them. It was breathtakingly beautiful; from Yu Xian's perspective, the purple blade qi looked like a beam of light sweeping past in a flash. The Silver Mirror Ghost King's body dissolved into white light in the blink of an eye. Unabated, the blade qi continued slicing forward until it cleaved Lauked-Hades clean in two. "..." Lauked-Hades was a dragon after all. Even split in half, he remained standing in place. The eyes on both halves of his body widened, his lips slightly parted and trembling uncontrollably. He had never imagined he would be eliminated in such a manner. If given another chance, he would never wade into these muddy waters again. The water was far too deep. Boom! Lauked-Hades blew apart. The Dragon Heart inside him detonated, unleashing a torrent of draconic power that billowed outward in all directions. Creatures that reached a certain level of power were essentially massive condensations of energy, each possessing immense reserves. Once that energy lost control, it would run wild—or even detonate. Unfortunately, there were no other class users anywhere near Lauked-Hades, so his detonation was like setting off fireworks on Pluto—a grand show for nobody. To the Nether Armor King, slaying the Demon Swineherd and slaying Lauked-Hades were trivial matters. It was no different from swatting two flies. Paying it no mind at all, with its Nether Fiend Energy still spreading, it continued raising its blade and striking down, harvesting class users one after another. Men, women, young, old, beautiful, or hideous. Every class user was cleaved in two. Blood flowed like rivers, severed heads rolled, and the dead were beyond count.