The bodies of those Fallen shriveled at a visible rate, turning into dried corpses that tumbled from the stands and shattered into powder upon hitting the ground.
Their souls, flesh, blood, and evil thoughts were all absorbed by the blood-colored runes, becoming the energy needed to open the Hell Road.
There was no mercy, no sympathy.
Li Pu leaned against the railing, watching the scene with great interest while chewing on a freshly conjured bun.
Xiao Chengu watched expressionlessly, as though everything happening before him had nothing to do with him.
Bai Ci even closed his eyes slightly, savoring the heavy scent of blood in the air.
After spending so long in Slaughter City, they had long grown accustomed to death.
Every one of these Fallen had the blood of innocents on their hands. Every one of them deserved to die.
Using their lives to open the Hell Road could not have been more fitting.
In mere moments, the tens of thousands of Fallen in the stands had all turned to ash.
The entire Hell Slaughter Arena became empty, leaving only the three of them and the King of Slaughter standing at the highest point.
The river of blood in midair had condensed into a massive blood-colored gate, carved with countless ferocious evil ghost reliefs that radiated a heart-palpitating pressure.
The gate slowly opened. Behind it lay endless darkness, like a gaping maw waiting to devour everything.
"The Hell Road has opened."
The King of Slaughter's voice rang out again, carrying a trace of barely perceptible solemnity:
"Pass through the Hell Road, and you will become the new Slaughter Gods."
"Go."
Li Pu stretched his limbs, swallowed the last bite of his bun, and patted his stomach. "Let's go, let's go. Let's see just how formidable this Hell Road really