Xu Lang's head was filled with question marks.
There were plenty of abstract blood mist creatures, like sentient chalk erasers or walking corpse gentlemen, but a godly athlete was such an abstract existence that he was seeing it for the first time.
Running on the playground in a basketball jersey, prone to dirty tricks, and obsessed with winning glory for the country.
"Are you the only blood mist creature here?" Xu Lang asked.
The Black Crown was already equipped, but the blood mist creature in front of him didn't show a noticeable surge in killing intent. Xu Lang wasn't sure if it was because this creature was special, or if the Black Crown had no effect outside.
Or maybe... this blood mist creature's SAN value was already at zero!
"Everyone else got rammed... exploded!" The godly athlete's heartbeat suddenly grew louder, and he said angrily, "I heard some punk named Border Collie has been acting tough lately. That must be you, right?"
Xu Lang's blood boiled, and he cursed, "You're the Border Collie!"
Whoosh!
The godly athlete charged at him.
When Xu Lang retreated a little, he followed right in, clinging like a stubborn bone!
This wasn't a monster that only blindly charged; instead, it was excessively nimble!
"Passing you is like crossing an empty street in the morning!" The godly athlete had plenty of trash talk, shouting while lunging at Xu Lang with his head.
Xu Lang's face darkened. This bastard was even trying to trip him with his foot during the charge.
Crack!
His palm tore through the air, striking first by reaching for the godly athlete's heart.
The next instant, Xu Lang was hit with an impact a hundred times stronger than the Hundred Ton King at full speed, sending him flying backward.
"This isn't pure strength... it's a rule!"
Mid-flight, Xu Lang moved his mind and released the Immortal Fire.
Crimson-gold Immortal Fire blazed over his body. The godly athlete snorted coldly, patted his chest, and said, "Coach said my body is like a little bull's. Can you hurt me?"
The Immortal Fire was instantly suppressed. It was as if this godly athlete's words literally manifested into reality!
However, Xu Lang had already figured out his weakness.
This simulation was mainly to test the Black Crown's effect, but now he had no choice but to fight seriously.
He took out a spare long blade from the Demon Box World. The blade was as white as snow.
After he landed, the godly athlete, clueless about death, charged at him again.
"I'm the only one who gets to pay tribute to the Flying Man. Who gave you permission to fly?!"
Xu Lang swiftly sidestepped and swung his blade.
Ghost Slash!!!
A pitch-black blade energy burst forth, slicing open the godly athlete's back, and his jersey vanished along with it.
"It was... a fake move." The godly athlete took two steps, collapsed to the ground, and died completely.
"Go settle down properly in the pasture," Xu Lang said coldly.
In Grave Pasture, a tombstone solidified.
[Grave of the Godly Athlete]
[Herd Spirit: Godly Athlete]
[Special Ability: Double front-facing defense]
[Introduction: Here lies a passionate soul]
"This ability is somewhat useful... The defense isn't as ridiculous as when the godly athlete was alive, but at least the back isn't as fragile as paper anymore."
Xu Lang was pleasantly surprised.
The godly athlete's ability was very practical, though he had to be careful not to rely on it too much, or he'd end up flipping over.
In the pasture, as soon as the godly athlete's Herd Spirit appeared, the older Herd Spirits stared at him with ill intent.
Every new Herd Spirit had to be taught a lesson.
There wasn't much entertainment in the pasture.
...
Xu Lang didn't sheathe his blade. Instead, he plunged straight into the depths of the Blood Mist.
The monsters near the playground had all been cleared out by the godly athlete. There were too few individuals to test the Black Crown's effect.
A basic pioneering simulation required only a small amount of Nightmare Essence, but pioneering with the Black Crown equipped demanded much more. There was no way it wouldn't have some special effect.
As Xu Lang went deeper, the Blood Mist World began to erupt into chaos.
Within a ten-kilometer radius of him, every living and non-living creature that could still move was rushing toward him.
This commotion was no less than when he had seized the stronghold!
Even if some blood mist creatures had moved beyond the Black Crown's range of influence, they still charged in its old direction, as if even a one-in-a-billion chance was enough to make them want to see and kill Xu Lang!
Gradually, Xu Lang couldn't keep running.
He was surrounded by monsters. Blood Mist World was everywhere around him, and the sky was filled with countless blood mist creatures.
"Ghost Domain·Endless Purgatory!"
His Blood Rakshasa True Form manifested. Six hands merged in pairs. The energy of his body and spirit condensed to the extreme, and the pitch-black Ghost Domain was summoned forth!!
First Layer·Gluttony!
Second Layer·Myriad Ghosts!
An extraordinarily terrifying Ghost Domain unfolded. The domain's rule-based power instantly killed some of the weaker blood mist creatures, while countless Nightmares broke free and joined the fight against the seemingly endless tide of blood mist creatures.
Over ten miles of land turned into an Asura Arena. The black Ghost Domain stood out starkly in the Blood Mist World, like an unmeltable blot of ink!
Xu Lang stood in the sky, wielding dual blades and dual swords, while his other two hands held... Gauss rifles!
Gauss rifles were incredibly useful!
Players never cared about aesthetics in combat—they were all about pragmatism.
They were in a dream, after all. This was destined to be an all-out battle.
