Chapter 215
Chapter 215: A frenzied slaughter
Cultivators easily became violent and angry in the bloodlust realm. One could only comprehend the wonders of this realm in the midst of bloodthirsty battle, and only through such slaughter could a cultivator understand himself better. Continued slaughter was the fastest shortcut to breaking through this realm.
However, it was exceedingly easy for one to veer into a cultivation deviation during the slaughter. It was incredibly hard for a cultivator to regain their reason once they accidentally lost it, and they would become a crazed monster that only knew how to wreak mass slaughter. Therefore, this realm was quite difficult to exercise self control in. Slaughter was the fastest way to ascend from it, but it was also a one way path.
As Han Shuo flew down from the cliff, his hatred towards Florida was infinitely magnified, including his anger towards the female archer Maxine who’d almost caused a fatal blow to Emily. His originally calm heart began to pound at a much faster rate than usual, and the magical yuan filled the demon infant with a thriving life force.
When the demon infant had absorbed the pure power of the soul held within the purple demon eye, it’d help Han Shuo break through his stalemate in the true demon realm. When he’d reached the bloodlust realm, although he would occasionally have the thought of rampaging around killing everything in sight, his strength had indeed taken leaps and bounds forward.
An inky black shadow landed from the sky amidst large rumbling noises. An thick sense of killing intent arose, one that couldn’t be ignored by anyone. When the panicking Rainbow sickle mercenaries, in the throes of gathering their men and horses to respond to Edwin and Belinda’s threat, discovered the abnormalities in the sky, they sent arrows, spears, and javelins howling with lightning into the sky.
However, none of the dozen or so attacks could approach the dark shadow. The descending figure swiftly recited a necromancy magic incantation, and a black light flashed through the skies. A troop of gargoyles appeared out of nowhere. They were wielding bone spears and lined up in a neat formation in front of the dark shadow, blocking all the arrows, spears, and javelins.
Suddenly, an enormous black canopy expanded quickly from the dark figure. It covered the bright moonlight and enclosed a third of the valley in the canopy.
A thick presence of death abruptly spread out. All those who moved around in its vicinity felt that their body was moving around much more stiffly than normal. The dark shadow landed in the valley beneath the cover of the canopy and dark creatures started popping into existence shortly thereafter.
The moonlight was blocked by the black clouds, making one unable to tell time and not knowing how much time there was until daybreak.
This kind of performance seemed to indicate that they’d long since known the little skeleton, or heard of the little skeleton’s dominance and wondrous achievements. Otherwise, in the vast and boundless other dimension, how would an ordinary skeletal warrior incite so much fear and respect from them?
Perhaps, in the other dimension, the little skeleton with the seven bone spurs, wielding a bone dagger and boasting of a purple eye, had already grown into his own and become a famous and illustrious character!