This Voice Really Sounded Nice
[Slaughter Points +100,000,000]
That voice is really beautiful!
Hua Qiang's heart was stirred by the notification sound.
Moreover, after clearing the 51st to 60th floors, he not only obtained a large number of intermediate-level Demon Core, but also gained 550 million Slaughter Points.
Hua Qiang opened the attribute panel and upgraded all the various laws and powers at the rank of 'gate' to the minor completion level.
This significantly boosted his strength.
He wasn't in a hurry to improve his cultivation level.
He had absorbed and refined the Blood Qi of countless demonic beasts along the way, bringing him very close to leveling up.
Especially in later levels, the higher the level of the monsters, the more Slaughter Points you can obtain.
So, no rush!
After a short rest, Hua Qiang advanced to the sixty-first level.
This... is actually the ruins of an Ancient Battlefield.
Stepping onto this Ancient Battlefield, a sense of vicissitude and desolation washes over you, as if time itself has stood still here, leaving only a desolate scene.
Looking into the distance, this battlefield is vast and boundless, seemingly capable of swallowing up the heavens and the earth.
As far as the eye could see, there was only ruin and desolation, with no end in sight and no sign of life.
The sky was dyed a crimson red, like a blood-red sun hanging in the heavens. The eerie light that shone down brought no warmth, but instead made the land even more gloomy.
A few withered trees stand sparsely in the wilderness, their twisted branches like arms struggling in pain, reaching towards the sky, seemingly silently telling of the tragic past.
Occasionally, one or two crows would perch on it, their hoarse cries breaking the silence and adding to the eeriness of this desolate place.
Moving your gaze downwards, you can see collapsed sections of the city wall everywhere, with bricks and stones scattered and broken in jagged places. These were once fortresses to defend against foreign enemies, but now they are just ruins, weathered and peeling away over the years.
Beneath the city walls, white bones and wild grass intertwine, making it impossible to distinguish which were warriors and which were warhorses. Scattered skulls stare blankly at the sky, seemingly filled with resentment.
The rusty, broken weapons, some buried deep in the earth and others half-exposed, with their broken blades, shattered shields, and twisted spears, all bear witness to the brutality of war.
Not far away, the remains of the chariot lie quietly, the decaying wheels and broken axles bearing witness to the past charges and rampages.
As the wind blows, it stirs up clouds of dust, blurring everything, yet it seems to replay the past of war and smoke, making one sigh at the ruthlessness of time and the cruelty of war.
Suddenly, from among the mountains of bones, the mounds of earth, and the crumbling ruins, ten terrifying figures slowly crawled out.
Blood Fiend Mastiff.
This is— Level 7 Warcraft!
These Warcraft beasts are as robust as bears, and their bodies are covered with a layer of dark and hard scales that look like congealed blood.
The eerie green light flickered through the gaps, like will-o'-the-wisps from hell.
Its head resembled a magnified mastiff, with gaping teeth in its blood-red maw, and saliva dripping from the corners of its mouth, corroding the ground beneath its feet.
The veins on his thick limbs bulged, and with each movement, the ground trembled slightly.
Most striking are the enormous Wolf Tooth Club they grip tightly in their hands, their shafts covered in sharp bone spikes, gleaming with an eerie light, seemingly capable of easily tearing anything apart.
The Warcraft's blood-red vertical pupils burned with endless rage and Slaughter as they stared intently at Hua Qiang.
As the sun sets in the west, its blood-red light spills Barren Land Ancient Battlefield, casting long shadows of withered bones, mounds of earth, and crumbling walls, like the earth's weeping wounds.
In the midst of this deathly silence, the mountain-like body of the "Blood Fiend Mastiff" surged forth from the dark corner, launching the first attack and lunging fiercely at Hua Qiang, who stood in the center of the battlefield.
The lead Blood Fiend Mastiff raised its massive Wolf Tooth Club high, the club radiating corrosive power and emanating wisps of dark energy. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be corroded, emitting a mournful "sizzling" sound.
The Power of Annihilation, like a black tide, surged and swept towards Hua Qiang, seemingly intent on obliterating his soul.
Hua Qiang showed no fear, his posture as upright as a pine tree, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and the Blood Demon Spear in his hand shot out in response.
The gun barrel looked as if it had been soaked in blood, with a red glow that contrasted sharply with the dim sky and terrain.
Hua Qiang's current Law of Darkness has reached the Lesser Perfection level, making him a formidable figure of his generation.
Ignoring the overwhelming corrosive and Power of Annihilation, his black robes fluttered without wind, and the Law of Darkness formed an invisible shield around him, easily blocking the surging negative forces.
"Hmph, such a petty trick. You think you can hurt me with that?" Hua Qiang sneered and raised his gun to strike.
The Blood Demon Spear unleashed countless rays of blood-red light from his hand. His spear technique was fierce, like Flood Dragon emerging from the sea, each move carrying an aura of dominance that could cleave the heavens and the earth.
Where the spear tip passed, the Blood Fiend Mastiff's hard scales were torn apart as if they were made of paper, and fresh blood splattered out.
A Blood Fiend Mastiff glared with its blood-red eyes, roared, and swung its Wolf Tooth Club in a sweeping attack. The club whistled through the air, its power astonishing.
Hua Qiang neither dodged nor yielded, but instead sidestepped, and the Blood Demon Spear wrapped around the shaft of the Wolf Tooth Club, instantly piercing the man's throat, causing a gush of foul-smelling blood to gush out.
Seeing this, the remaining Blood Fiend Mastiff became even more ferocious, surrounding the area and attacking from all directions with their spiked Wolf Tooth Club.
Hua Qiang moved like a ghost, his staff flashing and darting about with ease. His Blood Demon Spear was used to thrust, stab, and sweep, each move aimed directly at vital points.
In a short while, these once invincible Blood Fiend Mastiff were covered in bloody holes, their blood and qi gushing out like a defeated torrent.
Their strength dissipated rapidly as they lost blood, their fierce roars gradually weakened, and finally, one after another, they collapsed to the ground with a thud, raising a cloud of dust.
Hua Qiang stood there, gun in hand, his cold face expressionless. Only his deep eyes, illuminated by the blood-red light, shone with an awe-inspiring brilliance, as if he were the ruler of this world, proclaiming his victory on the ruins of Ancient Battlefield.
[Slaughter Points +10,000,000] [Slaughter Points +10,000,000]
Upon hearing about the Slaughter Points that had been credited to his account, Hua Qiang's mouth stretched from ear to ear.
That's a whopping 100 million!
Once this chain of obstacles is broken through, the total cost will be a staggering 5.5 billion.
Hehehe, I'm rich!
While Hua Qiang was having a blast inside the Trial Tower, the huge plaza outside the tower, packed with people, was now in an uproar.