Chapter 1060: Chapter 1060: Blood Slaughter World (Part 1)
"Why is he doing this? He watched the previous matches, he should clearly know the tricks behind the opponent’s moves, shouldn’t he?" After realizing this, Wang Wenze was utterly shocked.
"You ask me, who am I supposed to ask? I can’t guess what he’s thinking either right now. But judging from how he did it, it’s not carelessness, it’s deliberate. Just keep watching! That’s all we can do anyway." Even as Ye Ruozai said that, he didn’t stay by the ring to keep watching. With Gu Shenghui unconscious and the other three Children of Origin all on assignment, if he was the only one holding the fort and something happened to Pei Yan, reinforcements would never make it in time. He believed the people in the broadcast room had also noticed this through the live feed, but he still had to contact the higher‑ups, urging them to send more people through the Plane Barrier to reinforce the arena as soon as possible.
While those below were worrying themselves sick over Pei Yan, the protagonist of this incident looked rather relaxed. After absorbing a massive amount of frenzied slaughter‑type source energy in one go, Pei Yan did not lose his footing like Lin Xunrou had before. The influence was there, but not enough to make him lose himself. After finishing all this, Pei Yan raised his arm and snapped his fingers lightly toward the ground.
An arc of electricity flashed at his fingertip, instantly detonating the arena filled with combustible gas. In a split second the ring turned bright as day, the powerful explosion even made the arena’s defensive Array tremble. Worried that something might be wrong with the ring, the people from the Investigation Office and others all moved to shield Engineer Li and the rest behind them. Guarded within the crowd, Engineer Li squinted his eyes, which were stung by the intense light, and in that blur he seemed to see three figures burst out from the blazing fire, charging straight at Pei Yan.
"Pei Yan! Your performance is over!" Nero, his whole body trailing black smoke and the first to rush out of the flames, instant‑shifted in front of Pei Yan and drove a punch at his face. Pei Yan simply tilted his head and easily dodged the blow. However, just as Nero’s fist was about to graze Pei Yan’s mechanical mask, a crescent‑shaped bone spur suddenly grew out from inside his fist, stabbing straight toward Pei Yan’s left eye.
Bang! Ripples surged as the defensive Array engraved by Pei Yan easily withstood this attack, but the impact still forced Pei Yan to stagger back a few steps. At that moment a vicious gust of wind came from behind. Pei Yan twisted his body and chopped down with a hand‑blade, but as his arm lifted, his joints suddenly froze in mid‑air. His eyes swept around and he finally noticed that at some point countless tiny venomous snakes had climbed up from beneath him, coiling firmly around the joints of his four limbs, slowing his movements.
This brief hesitation gave Di Xin behind him the time he needed. A barrage of powerful ability‑based techniques poured down on Pei Yan, while on the other side, Nero’s full‑force punches didn’t slow in the slightest.
"Oh? A reinforced body forged after bloodline fusion, plus a Divine Artifact that can absorb damage and reflect it back... so that’s where you got the courage to get in close and brawl with me?" Pei Yan raised his left hand, erecting a protective barrier to block the ferocious assault from the other side, and with his other hand he grabbed hold of Nero’s fist that was swinging at him, mocking as he spoke.
"At least in my eyes, you’re not invincible! You’re way too arrogant!" Faced with the taunt, Nero let out a cold laugh. The fist caught in Pei Yan’s grip suddenly flexed, muscles bulging, and a mass of blood threads broke through the skin at his wrist, wrapping around Pei Yan’s palm as well, then climbing up along the other’s arm.
Even though his body was in mechanical state where those blood threads covered, Pei Yan could still feel his own Qi Blood being drawn out bit by bit from the hard surface of the mecha. Looks like this Nero really did have some tricks—he hadn’t shown this ability at all in his previous fights.
"Electromagnetic Burst Volley!"
"Bloodline Impact!"
Feeling the energy building up in the other’s body, the two voices rang out from their mouths at the same time, and then a violent explosion detonated at the point where their palms were locked together.
Both figures retreated backward. Pei Yan lowered his head to look at his own arm: the source energy on the outer edge of the corroded area had been completely drained by the other side, and the protective Array around his body had developed fine cracks under the impact. The damage wasn’t serious; as long as he patched it up, it would be restored in no time.
Nero on the other side seemed to have it worse—half his palm had been blown off in that blast just now. In truth, this level of damage was nothing to him either; within a single breath the wound had completely healed. The two figures once again lunged at each other and tangled together in close combat.
Up in mid‑air, Nero and Di Xin were both engaging Pei Yan alone, while on the ground, Ivan, aside from occasionally summoning a few beasts formed from Power of Origin to join the fray, seemed to be contributing very little in terms of support.
Ivan paid no attention at all to the questioning looks from the spectators outside the arena. Seeing that his two companions had temporarily stabilized the situation, he ceased his occasional supporting attacks, picked up the scepter placed at his side, gripped and twisted the handle, then slowly drew out a sword from within the staff. Just as everyone thought he was going to enter the battlefield with the sword to provide support, he instead gripped the hilt with both hands, pointed the tip at his own stomach, and drove it in fiercely.
"Hoh hoh hoh! These Blood Slaughter lunatics really live up to their name—perfectly proving my line, ’when I go crazy I even kill myself.’ If you can’t beat Pei Yan you don’t need to self‑harm, right? Even if you’re so ashamed you want to commit suicide, it shouldn’t be Ivan’s job. This should be Shitang Longsi’s thing, he’s got the tradition!" Watching Ivan stab the Longsword into his own body, and even seemingly dissatisfied as he pressed it down to drive the blade all the way through, Jiang Feiyang couldn’t help sighing after his little jab: "He’s really brutal on himself, huh."
"Once this bunch go mad with themselves, what follows is torment for their enemies! Think about their previous matches—when have they ever really suffered for it? Him doing this now definitely has a reason. It’s just..." By the ring, Wang Wenze was so anxious he kept rubbing his hands, helplessly saying, "Sigh, it’s just that Lin Junzhao went into the ring with Pei Yan, so there’s no one left to answer our questions."
"Look, something’s changing!" Zhao Yuanhu pointed at the arena and exclaimed.
In fact, even without her saying it, everyone had already noticed the abnormality. Ever since Ivan stabbed the Longsword into his body, he had knelt on both knees in the middle of the ring, maintaining that posture as blood continually flowed from the wound in his abdomen. From a light spray at the start to an ever‑increasing amount that eventually merged into a trickling stream, very soon the open space before Ivan was completely covered in blood. The flowing red slurry spread outward, expanding toward the edges of the arena.
"With that kind of blood volume, what’s he doing being a Child of Origin? He could get rich just selling his blood!" Jiang Feiyang, wide‑eyed, still didn’t forget to crack a joke.
"Would you dare use his blood if he sold it?"
The one answering him was Ye Ruozai, who had just returned. Seeing him come back, Wang Wenze immediately asked, "What did the Office say?"
"The people assigned to the ambush will remain in place for now. If things continue to deteriorate, they can abandon the ambush plan and prioritize ensuring Pei Yan’s safety. On the other side, the reinforcements from the Office have already set out; they should be about to pass through the Space Tunnel right now." As Ye Ruozai spoke, he looked up at the ring, worry filling his eyes.
