Five Zones Join Forces, Victory Is Certain!
When Caoyuanshi emerged from the Sanctuary, all his injuries had fully healed.
Outside the door, the long-haired man who called himself Trickster stood smiling, next to a gloomy man in white robes who exuded demonic energy.
"Mr. Martial Arts, what's your decision?"
Caoyuanshi shook his head slightly. "I am grateful for your help, but I must say I cannot accept it. The being in that storm is Xiantian expert, wielding the might of heaven, capable of annihilating us all."
"Heh, I didn't expect you, a mere warrior, to be not only so crude but also so cowardly," the white-robed man sneered.
"Who is this?" Caoyuanshi's gaze shifted.
"This humble Daoist is but blood and bones." The white-robed man finished laughing, uttered a few words, and then closed his eyes, ignoring him.
The Trickster politely adjusted his hat.
"You misunderstand. The other party is not only not a Xiantian expert, but is actually quite weak. I was the first person to come into contact with him before the storm formed."
"I was standing next to him when a Survivor from another region came up and Self-Destruct without saying a word, and his Talent transferred all the system penalties to him."
"My puppet shattered on the spot, and he was also on the verge of death, only kept alive by props. He still has a healer taking care of him."
"The opponent's storm was created using some kind of tool, and it requires his full strength to maintain."
"In short, the other person is in a terrible state. If I'm not mistaken, he's never met you, he's been hiding in that metal box."
Caoyuanshi's eyes flickered, but he still shook his head.
"The risk is too great. Cooperation is possible, but we shouldn't target the strongest; we should start with the weaker ones."
"I see..."
The Trickster looked into the distance, stared for a moment, and chuckled softly:
"But unfortunately, Mr. Warrior, now everyone on the field except for you, Madman, and Storm's area has joined forces."
The Caoyuanshi followed the Trickster's gaze.
A sleek, silver-gray figure sped by, carving a deep crack in the earth.
The mute man in the strange armor.
Caoyuanshi fell silent, secretly assessing the possibility of escaping by using his trump card while surrounded by the three.
"In addition, there's Miss Anna from [Faithful Survival], and her teammates have already infiltrated [The Scholar's ] ranks."
"We, the four regions, really dare not challenge the [Storm Zone] alone. Martial Arts Master, which region do you think we should attack first?"
Sensing the three men's auras firmly Lock-On him, Caoyuanshi remained silent for a moment before resolutely declaring, "I've disliked them for a long time! With the five districts joining forces, victory is assured!"
"Very good." The Trickster nodded in satisfaction. "I've used my puppets to lure the madman into the Storm Zone, but reports indicate that the [Demon King] is dealing with him, deliberately diverting the battlefield away from the storm."
The Mech Armor suddenly spoke up from the side:
"The opponent's storm was indeed a bluff, with a huge weakness. The fact that the [Demon King] took the initiative to lure the madman away at this moment, and that he always controlled the field and avoided getting close to the storm during the previous melee, all prove this point."
"A bunch of charlatans, all they do is bluff and stall for time, trying to steal the rankings." Blood Skeleton opened his eyes and said coldly.
The Trickster glanced around, nodded in satisfaction, and began making arrangements.
"Since everyone disapproves of this, let's begin. Senior Bloodstain is highly skilled and adept at mental Curses; he will launch the first fatal attack on the [Scholar]."
"I can sense that the storm's structure is extremely fragmented. It doesn't even require the leader to die; a mere moment of unconsciousness is enough for the storm to collapse on its own." Demonic energy surged around Blood Skeleton.
"Then, Mr. Warrior and Senior Bloodstain will be mainly responsible for dealing with [The Scholar] and his entourage; I, Mech Armor, and Ms. Anna will go and deal with [The Demon King], and incidentally, the Madman."
"To be on the safe side, you two may wait until the storm has subsided before making your move in. For now, just observe from the outside."
The Trickster finished explaining the arrangements with a smile.
Are there any further questions?
Seeing that no one objected, he clapped his hands lightly. "Then let's act immediately; there's only one hour left until the end."
At the edge of the black storm, Caoyuanshi reached his hand into the storm and then immediately pulled it out.
He shook his hand and circulated his Blood Qi to extinguish the Black Flames clinging to it.
"This storm is becoming increasingly dangerous."
With a single punch, Caoyuanshi blasted a hole several meters wide in the outer layer of the storm, revealing an even more chaotic, high-speed, and densely packed mass of air currents, sand, and fiery rocks inside.
If he didn't circulate his Blood Qi to protect his body, relying solely on his physical body, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on inside for long.
That's terrifying.
Turning around, I saw the Trickster pull out an ugly doll made of flesh and blood, put it to his mouth, and speak:
Everything is ready; proceed according to plan.
The Trickster put away the doll and looked at the crowd.
"Miss Anna has been informed that everything is ready; we may begin."
"The battlefield between the [Demon King] and the Madman is twenty miles away." The Mech Armor had already scouted the situation ahead of time.
"Alright, we'll take our leave now." The Trickster gracefully removed his hat in greeting and departed.
The Mech Armor followed closely behind.
The gazes of the Caoyuanshi and the bloodied skeleton met.
"After I cast the spell, you go first. People like him are most afraid of your brute strength," Blood-Skeleton Daoist said succinctly.
After speaking, the Blood-Skeleton Daoist closed his eyes tightly, and the churning demonic energy around him grew increasingly thick, its color changing from grayish-black to a dark red that resembled congealed filthy blood.
He began to chant ancient and obscure syllables, the sound unlike human speech, like terrifying murmurs coming from the bottom of Abyss.
On the exposed, pale skin of the Blood-Skeleton Daoist, countless black Runes began to appear, writhing like living creatures. These Runes absorbed the "spiritual" energy in the air, transforming it into the most filthy Curse.
Centered on the Blood-Skeleton Daoist, the ground began to turn muddy, emitting a strong stench of rotting flesh and blood. Even a piece of his own Daoist robe was rotten and torn in half.
Wisps of thick, tar-like black mist rose from the ground, coiling around the Blood-Skeleton Daoist, and finally condensed into a pure black talisman no bigger than a Fist between his raised palms.
It seemed to be composed of countless faces, radiating a chilling despair that pierced the depths of the soul.
"Go."
Blood-Skeleton Daoist suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils now completely black. He pushed forward with both hands, and the pure black talisman silently disappeared into the storm, as if it had never existed.
The two waited Jingjing, and less than three minutes passed.
"Boom--!"
The storm began to break down.
The first to collapse were the outermost, relatively stable cyclonic barriers, which surged in all directions like a flood bursting its banks.
Then, the liquefied air instantly reverted to its Berserk state, transforming into countless chaotic Wind Blades capable of cutting through gold and jade, turning everything in its path into dust.
Without the guidance and restraint of the wind, the black flames transformed into a torrential downpour of fire, mixed with molten sand and gravel, like a purgatory descending upon the earth, Ignite everything flammable and non-flammable, pressing down for more than ten miles.
Most deadly of all were the black meteorites that were originally intended as energy nodes and means of attack for the storm. Now out of control, they were like chains being thrown out of control, trailing raging Black Flames, flying in all directions with extremely irregular trajectories.
This area, spanning more than ten miles in radius, was transformed into a deadly forbidden zone of indiscriminate destruction the moment the storm collapsed.
As the outer storm completely collapsed, the two of them watched as Caoyuanshi took the lead, followed closely by Blood-Skeleton Daoist.
The Storm Zone that originally covered several kilometers had dwindled to a core area of less than half a kilometer, with various mixed sands floating and Black Flame Meteorites hovering helplessly.
Neither of them noticed.
Behind him, Black Flames Spread silently, engulfing everything within a radius of more than ten miles—soil, rocks, air—and the fire raged ever more fiercely...