Chapter 695: Chapter 51: Blood of Madness
"The first on the leaderboard should be the one spreading the plague. Grand methods, infecting everyone with this terrifying plague, then letting them die in torment."
A woman in a black dress with lace and white silk gloves held a dark blue thorny flower in her left hand, stained with fresh blood.
She stood barefoot among the thorns.
Her fair and tender skin was marked with visible cuts by the sharp thorns, oozing bright red blood.
This process continued; the blood flowed endlessly like a spring.
Her body trembled, cheeks flushing, her eyes gazing dreamily at the monk not far away, she murmured softly:
"Do you know how he did it? Making everyone infected with the plague, including you and me~"
On the other side, amidst the pervasive Buddha light, the Buddha Son stood on the edge of the thorny bushes, also not ready to act, and said calmly:
"I thought it was you. Now it seems it’s not. You’ve also caught the plague. It’s not pleasant, is it?"
The skin punctured by the thorns was where the ulcers were, just concealed by the wounds.
The woman froze for a moment, then laughed: "Aren’t you aware I’m ranked fourth? How could you think this is my doing? You monks are indeed blockheaded!"
Facing such mockery, the Buddha Son was unmoved, closing his eyes, the overwhelming golden Buddha light disappeared:
"Let’s not talk about our grievances for now. We should first find him, for only by eliminating him do we stand a chance!"
The method of the first rank had surpassed their imaginations, causing panic among all participants. Just from the points, they sensed a tremendous power gap.
This gap led to despair.
"You’re scared. I didn’t expect you monks would also fear. You probably weren’t prepared to die before coming in, but now you’ve found an existence beyond your reach." The woman said excitedly, her smile deepening.
As her emotions fluctuated, the thorns on the ground began to spread rapidly, covering a wider range.
The Buddha Son remained indifferent: "Does that matter?"
The woman shifted the topic: "Do you have any guesses as to who might be in the first rank, or do you have someone in mind?"
The Buddha Son shook his head, Su Changxing’s figure flashed in his mind, but he didn’t think of him at all. How could a Tier Seven Extraordinary be the source of this plague?
Su Changxing was the first to be excluded.
The Buddha Son had been in Thundercloud City these past few days and didn’t really know what had happened at Magpie Mountain Temple.
He only knew that Su Changxing had committed murder at Magpie Mountain Temple, and then Magpie Mountain Temple aggressively tried to capture Su Changxing.
This was both normal and abnormal.
It’s normal for players to hold grudges, but unusual for Magpie Mountain Temple to act so aggressively.
However, he didn’t care. His purpose this time was simply to attend the Slaughter Game under the name of Magpie Mountain Temple.
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Su Changxing walked all the way to the end of the Tilting Tree Forest. The terrain here was more undulating, with many large and small red rocks visible.
These red rocks were exceptionally hard. Even wielding a scythe with full power, he could only barely penetrate them.
Then.
The cracked red rocks would ooze a kind of golden liquid, odorless and like a pool of clear water, only in a different color.
"True Knowledge" reacted quickly this time, swiftly analyzing the information of this red liquid, seemingly more active upon arriving at the Land of Slaughter.
[Blood of Madness: Upper Rank B, a blood that can drive one mad.
Those with Spiritual Power below twenty-five drinking this liquid will fall into madness, with a high chance of mutation.
For those with Spiritual Power above forty, this liquid can stimulate rapid spiritual recovery and even enhance spiritual growth to a certain extent.]
Su Changxing raised an eyebrow, not expecting such inconspicuous rocks to hide such a treasure.
A mysterious item that can stimulate the growth of Spiritual Power is indeed a good thing, no matter where it is.
However, the conditions for its usage are too harsh, requiring a Spiritual Power of forty, which perhaps many Tier Six Extraordinaries don’t possess.
High tier does not equate to high attributes; the two are not directly linked, as some Extraordinaries might even have lower attributes in certain aspects due to the drawbacks of their positions.
He bent down, dipped his fingers into some of the golden liquid, and tasted it with his mouth. It was sweet and carried a peculiar fragrance, uplifting the spirit.
Immediately.
Some golden illusions appeared before his eyes, standing on the rocks, hanging on trees, flying in the sky.
These illusions became more real, blending into reality. Their forms varied; there were five-legged humans hanging upside down on trees, creatures walking upright like centipedes, and fleshy balls writhing with various body parts.
They had one commonality, their eyes filled with compassion, which Su Changxing recognized as Compassionate Buddha Nature, considered the orthodox among all Buddha Natures.
His Spiritual Power was extremely high, having just undergone over a thousand enhancements, with the value reaching around 49.2.
These hallucinations came and went quickly in his eyes, dissipating completely in just over ten seconds. Accompanying this was a sense of spiritual comfort, as if he’d been injected with some kind of excitement serum.
Although his Spiritual Power didn’t increase in value, he could indeed feel a subtle change.
"Good stuff, but where did this thing come from? Why is there blood in the stone?"
Su Changxing felt puzzled. He clearly sensed a compassionate Buddha Nature in this Blood of Madness.
There were many such red rocks around the hillslope, most of them intact, as if no one had discovered the magical effect of the golden liquid inside.
Perhaps some people had smashed open these red stones and seen the golden liquid inside.
But they couldn’t analyze its use with True Knowledge like Su Changxing. Those with low Spiritual Power would taste it and fall into a state of madness.
Immediately, Su Changxing smashed open each of these red rocks, extracting the Blood of Madness inside, drinking it while collecting it.
He thought the taste was quite nice, stimulating his Spirit, hallucinations occasionally appearing before his eyes, as if he were on drugs, with an overall sense of thrill.
Until he broke open all the rocks, he drank a lot of the Blood of Madness, which led to a 0.1 increase in his Spiritual Power.
Su Changxing felt the hallucinations before him becoming increasingly real and realized he couldn’t drink any more; drinking further might cause problems.
He resisted the urge to drink, throwing all the Blood of Madness into the Pocket Galaxy.
This stuff actually made him feel addicted.
At the same time, he confirmed another thing.
The Land of Slaughter was likely really related to those monks, casually knocking open a rock here would reveal Buddha Nature inside, which was quite an exaggerated thing.
Soon, the large circle formed by red light began to move again, this time faster.
Su Changxing estimated the range of the red light; the red light barrier would soon reach his position and form the next large circle.
His position was on the edge of the next large circle.
Theoretically, hiding here was the best option. Running around randomly would make it easier for others to find him.
He then found a gap in the rocks to hide in, his body disappearing into the shadows.
"Heh, who would think that the first on the leaderboard would hide in this kind of place?"
Su Changxing chuckled to himself, believing this place was excellent, confident that no one could find him.
As time went by, the red light barrier moved to the vicinity.
Someone followed the red light and came over, wielding a Samurai Saber, clad in sturdy armor, seeing shattered red stones all over the slope: "Someone’s been playing with stones here?"
He cautiously surveyed the surroundings but found no traces of anyone else, taking a few steps forward until suddenly hearing the sound of wind by his ear.
A black boomerang shot at him from behind, quickly multiplying in the air to ten, a hundred.
The man rolled to the side, his arm moving swiftly in the air to knock away each boomerang.
Caught off guard, a boomerang pierced his chest.
"Damn plague!"
He cursed, as the plague made his body sluggish.
This wasn’t over. Although injured, it didn’t mean he had lost; there was still room for resistance.
The wind rose, a strong gust appearing around, kicking up sand and dust.
The man raised his Samurai Saber, his gaze becoming sharp, crossing his legs into a strange stance, the next moment disappearing from his original spot.
A sword light over a hundred meters long pierced through space.
The man wielding the Samurai Saber reappeared several hundred meters away in another position, the blade dripping with blood.
A ninja clad body lay at his feet, cleaved from head to abdomen.
"Despicable, vile tactics are disgraceful!"
He slowly exhaled, putting away the Samurai Saber.
After killing this person, he gained a lot of power inheritance, reinforcing it all on his Physique to resist the plague.
All the participants in this Slaughter Game strengthened ’Power’ in their Physique; only this way could they resist the terrifying plague.
As a result, they engaged in more intense slaughter with each other; only by continuously killing, strengthening themselves, could they find a way to survive.
The man wielding the Samurai Saber glanced back at the red light barrier close at hand, frowning as he sensed the activity inside, suddenly stepping back a big step.
