Bat King Dies! Tang Chen "Resurrected"?

At this moment, the King of Slaughter had just spent his momentum.

He never expected that his enemy would disregard the rules of engagement!

As he attempted to continue his resistance, Samigina offered a cold, indifferent smile, refusing to grant him the slightest opportunity.

A domain saturated with potent necrotic poison expanded at lightning speed, becoming the master of this space in the blink of an eye.

The King of Slaughter's Slaughter Domain had already been pushed to a stalemate against the Hell Demon God Marbas.

Caught in a surprise attack, he had no strength left to defend himself; in an instant, his reserves were exhausted, and he fell into an absolutely disadvantageous position.

"Damn it! Wasn't it agreed that this would be a one-on-one!"

The King of Slaughter cursed, glaring viciously at Samigina.

"My apologies, I forgot to introduce myself. We are of the Demon Race; we aren't as orderly as humans."

"If a one-on-one doesn't work, isn't a gang-up perfectly normal? Given your appearance and title, I assumed you already knew that."

Samigina remained calm and composed, offering a sneer of contempt.

Marbas, however, felt the veins on his forehead bulge at these words.

Though he felt aggrieved, he knew clearly that if not for his teammate's intervention just a moment ago, he would have been in grave danger.

"Enough, let's finish this trouble first."

"Delays invite change; we cannot afford to hinder His Majesty's plans."

As a friend and teammate, Samigina was long accustomed to this and couldn't be bothered to tease Marbas further.

Shifting the topic, they turned their focus toward the King of Slaughter, the pressure of two Tier 9, Level 6 powerhouses descending upon him simultaneously.

The latter could no longer withstand it, even being forced to reveal his true form; a phantom of a bat emerged behind him, and his pupils bloomed with blood-red light.

Caught in a pincer attack, wounds multiplied across his body, his aura withered rapidly, and he plummeted from the sky with a boom, crashing wretchedly into the ruins.

"This is what you forced me to do!"

The King of Slaughter coughed up blood as he crawled out in a sorry state.

His wings were tattered and broken, and a massive, gaping hole had been torn through his chest—the result of the previous collision.

Clearly, this bloodthirsty, insane bat king, who had ruled the City of Slaughter for so many years, was nearing the end of his life.

But looking at him, he still didn't intend to give up; Samigina and Marbas exchanged a glance, both feeling a sense of disdain.

"If you had a trump card, you would have played it long ago; why wait until you were on the verge of death? Bluffing is meaningless."

Samigina spoke indifferently, though he did not truly lower his guard. As he spoke, he unleashed a strike of Necrotic Light, which whistled toward his opponent.

Regardless of whether it was a ruse or not, killing him would end the matter. His logic was sound, but he had underestimated the opponent's killing intent as a surge of rich life force erupted!

Like a final flare of life, it gathered rapidly toward the chest wound, forcibly knitting the torn flesh back together while he raised a hand to block the attack.

"Heh heh, if I die, don't think you'll live either."

"You've been suppressed by me for so many years, you must be very unwilling, right?"

"Kill them! Drink their blood and consume their energy, perhaps... you might have a chance to recover your senses?"

The latter part of the sentence was clearly not directed at the Demon Gods. The Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King fell silent abruptly, and its aura vanished in an instant.

Samigina and Marbas were left stunned by the sight. What was this? Did he commit suicide because he knew he couldn't win?

Before the two could react to what had happened, they suddenly felt a terrifying fluctuation erupting once more from that "corpse."

The "King of Slaughter," who had been confirmed dead just a second ago, stood up again, a sword-shaped blood-red demonic mark appearing on his forehead.

"Kill!"

He spoke only a single word.

But it was clearly audible, and the tone—even the inflection—had changed.

The Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King had controlled this place, consuming blood and energy daily to accumulate a vast store of life force.

Knowing he was doomed, he had made a decisive choice: he poured all that energy into repairing the wounds and returning the body to its true master!

The parasite was dead, but the body was not. With the bat gone, Tang Chen had "logged back in," looking up at the sky with blood-red eyes.

Unlike the original records, Tang Chen had not received the Light of Purification; instead, he remained shrouded in the lingering resentment of the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, muddled and still trapped in a bloodthirsty state.

"Kill!"

He growled again, like a broken record.

The powerful fluctuation was even more exaggerated than before.

Sensing this change, the two Demon Gods changed their expressions, realizing what had occurred.

"That bat monster was parasitizing this body, and now, we are facing the true master?"

"Look at his bloodthirsty state; I fear he was a madman even before he was parasitized. It makes no difference who we fight... watch out!"

The two were shocked, secretly speculating.

Their logic was sound; Tang Chen was indeed deeply mired in slaughter.

He had misunderstood Bo Saixi's affection, lost himself within the Asura God Trials, and had his body usurped by the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King.

At this moment, having only shed a single shackle, he remained in a "lost" state, charging toward Samigina and Marbas with the speed of a teleport.

"So strong! Could it be..."

The two of them suddenly recalled the instructions given by His Majesty Lin Feng before their departure.

Within the City of Slaughter, there was a hidden Limit Douluo, a peak powerhouse at rank ninety-nine.

Looking at it now, this was undoubtedly that very fellow; the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King who had "hijacked the account" did not know how to operate it, causing the strength to be greatly discounted.

"You die, I live."

This was the suggestion implanted by the Bat King.

Tang Chen, dazed, released his Clear Sky Hammer martial soul mid-charge.

Immediately following, it transformed directly into the Asura Demon Sword; as the reward for the eighth trial of the Asura God, its power went without saying.

With merely a casual lift of his hand and a single fierce strike, the two Demon Gods who had defeated the King of Slaughter were sent flying with ease.

The balance of power reversed in an instant, and that shudder-inducing aura made even Samigina and Marbas feel a primal chill.

Boom! Another simple slash.

Formless and unintentional, possessing only an unrivaled force.

Blood-colored light continuously intertwined, gathering on the surface of the Asura Demon Sword, as if every strike were stacking energy.

The two Demon Gods were struck again, their entire bodies vomiting blood as they crashed down; the scene was identical to before, only the people taking the beating had changed.

"You two... are quite durable."

Tang Chen, amidst his muddled state, vaguely regained a sliver of consciousness.

He spoke words that sounded like praise, yet his movements did not pause in the slightest as he continued his assault with the sword.

If this continued, not only would the mission fail, but Samigina and Marbas would also perish.

The two of them understood this clearly, sighing inwardly as they chose to give up; they could only wait until they returned to seek punishment from His Majesty.

"Activate the restriction and summon His Majesty. This person's strength is too great; we are truly no match for him."

"Hmph, we didn't lose to this guy, we lost to his divine artifact. That sword is of an extremely high grade!"

Samigina and Marbas communicated via soul link, then simultaneously activated the reserved restriction.

Conquering the City of Slaughter was the top priority of the invasion of Douluo, and Lin Feng had plotted for many years, considering every possible scenario.

Naturally, he would not overlook the three Limit Douluos, and while Tang Chen being possessed by the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King theoretically left no possibility of recovery.

But one must always prepare for the worst, so before they left, he had bestowed upon the Fourth Pillar and the Fifth Pillar a trump card to ensure success.

Boom! Another violent tremor rang out, though this time it was not from Tang Chen's attack.

Down in the ruins, near the array Long Xingyu had burned into the ground, chaotic light suddenly flared.

A pitch-black, massive, mysterious pillar of light erupted from the remaining teleportation array, shooting straight into the sky and piercing through the City of Slaughter.

In the next instant, the previously muddled sky cracked inch by inch, forming mirror-like shards out of nothingness, reflecting the other side of the void...