Chapter 624 - 620: Howling Moon Blood Wolf

Chapter 624: Chapter 620: Howling Moon Blood Wolf

The powerhouse who took the stage this time was a member of the Crocodile Turtle War Clan.

He carried a heavy turtle shell on his back, but it was no ordinary shell—it was covered in vicious barbs.

This was a Crocodile Turtle.

Crocodile Turtles were incredibly ferocious, and it was said their name was derived from its similarity to the term "Evil Ghost."

The Crocodile Turtle War Clan was even more ferocious by nature—innately bloodthirsty. Paired with their incredibly powerful defense, they were fearless even when facing powerhouses several realms stronger than themselves.

If they could win, they would fight to the death. If they couldn’t, they would withdraw into their turtle shells and slowly grind their opponents down!

This was the Crocodile Turtle War Clan’s hair-raising "cowardly turtle" combat style.

Passed down through the years, this tactic had allowed them to insidiously kill countless powerhouses.

"ROAR!"

This powerhouse from the Crocodile Turtle War Clan attacked the moment he entered the battlefield, wasting not a single word.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

The Crocodile Turtle War Clan powerhouse radiated an earthy-yellow halo. A pulse formed beneath his feet, spreading out toward Hong Yu with a terrifyingly powerful surge.

The very ground trembled.

RUMBLE!

As the pulse neared Hong Yu, it suddenly shook. The ground violently cracked open, and two massive, earthy-yellow hands shot out from the deep fissures. The hands were formed entirely of hard earth and stone, with sharp shards of metal embedded in them. Radiating a heart-stopping chill, they swatted down toward Hong Yu.

"Get lost!"

Hong Yu’s gaze darkened.

With a rapid series of strikes, azure fist-lights rained down like a violent thunderstorm.

BANG!

The two massive, earthen hands were blown to pieces.

Hong Yu fixed his icy gaze on the Crocodile Turtle War Clan powerhouse as grim killing intent surged within him.

He glanced sideways at the youth high in the air and said coldly, "Since you people at the War God Arena insist on being so despicable and trying to kill me, then don’t blame me for going on a killing spree today. Send one up, and I, Beichen, will kill one. Send up a pair, and I, Beichen, will kill a pair."

"How arrogant!"

The youth sneered, then looked at the Crocodile Turtle. "Kill him, and I’ll give you your freedom!"

"ROAR!"

The Evil Ghost powerhouse gave a vicious laugh as his body abruptly retracted into his turtle shell.

THUD!

His turtle shell landed heavily, cracking the ground beneath it.

Then...

Huhu! Huhu!

The Crocodile Turtle and his shell began to spin. The rotation grew faster and faster, creating an earthy-yellow whirlwind.

Hong Yu’s gaze was electric. He keenly observed that within the whirlwind, the sharp barbs on the Crocodile Turtle’s shell were growing longer. They gleamed with a cold light, having become so sharp they were comparable to a Big Saber Primordial Weapon, capable of easily slicing through a powerhouse’s body.

SWOOSH!

The spinning turtle shell, now like a flying disc, transformed into a streak of earthy-yellow lightning as it shot toward Hong Yu.

It was as if torches were burning in Hong Yu’s eyes.

Raging flames practically erupted from them. He let out a thunderous roar, "Die!"

VMMMM!

A golden long spear abruptly materialized in the void above him.

He gripped the Godslaying Spear tightly in his right hand. THUD! THUD! His feet sank deep into the ground as the earth beneath him exploded, as if a cataclysmic thunderbolt had struck.

"Piercing Void—Unstoppable!"

Power erupted from his stance, traveling through his waist and into his surging right arm. The Godslaying Spear became an extension of his body as it lunged forward.

Golden rings of light layered themselves around the Godslaying Spear, finally condensing into a brilliant golden orb at its tip.

The orb was as dazzling as the blazing sun, pulsing with a sharp and terrifying aura.

RUMBLE!

The spear slammed violently against the spinning turtle shell.

Sparks flew. The world seemed to lose its color as winds surged and clouds gathered.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The Crocodile Turtle’s power was immense, causing Hong Yu’s body to shudder repeatedly from the impact.

But the look in his eyes only grew firmer and sharper. With a low shout, he grabbed the Godslaying Spear with his left hand as well and lunged forward.

PCHI!

The spinning turtle shell screeched to a halt.

The lunge hadn’t been aimless. With the keen perception of his left eye, he had captured the one-thousandth of a second when the opening for the head in the spinning shell was exposed beneath his Godslaying Spear. Only then did he strike with all his might.

With that, the Godslaying Spear plunged directly through the vulnerable opening, shredding the Crocodile Turtle powerhouse’s body from the inside out.

SPURT! SPURT!

Blood gushed out, and its four limbs hung limply from the turtle shell.

A Crocodile Turtle powerhouse with unparalleled defense, one who had left countless other warriors helpless, had fallen just like that.

Even at the moment of his death, he couldn’t believe it.

He couldn’t believe someone had been able to seize that fleeting opportunity during his high-speed rotation and thrust a weapon into his turtle shell.

It was precisely this miscalculation that cost him his life!

"ROAR!"

Hong Yu held the spear in one hand, lifting the Crocodile Turtle’s corpse high into the air. He roared at the heavens, "Come on! Come at me if you have the guts! You send one, I kill one! You send a pair, I kill a pair! COME ON...!"

His roar shook the heavens.

It was a raw, furious release of anger and a declaration of war against the War God Arena.

BOOM!

Hong Yu fiercely swung the Godslaying Spear. With a SWOOSH, the dead Crocodile Turtle’s body flew toward the young powerhouse, slamming hard against the Prohibition barrier. It exploded in a shower of gore, and the terrifying stench of blood filled the air.

The youth’s eye twitched, and a sharp, venomous glint flashed in his eyes. He said calmly, "Good, good. Very good! Our Beichen has won three consecutive victories, bringing his winning streak to ninety-four matches. Now, it is time for us to witness a miracle. Because..."

The corners of the youth’s mouth curled into a cruel smile. "According to the agreement between Beichen and the War God Arena, he has agreed to let us fully determine the rules for his final six matches. Therefore, we have decided on a rather unique competition—a format that is completely unprecedented!"

"Referee, what’s the format?"

"Today’s fight was incredible! Beichen is so strong! Just tell us already, what’s the format? Can it possibly be more exciting than that?"

"Spit it out!"

The powerhouses in the audience seats were all captivated by the youth’s words.

A red light gleamed in his eyes. His scarlet tongue licked the corner of his lips, as if it were stained with blood. "From this moment on, we will no longer hold monotonous one-on-one duels. Starting with the ninety-fifth match, Beichen will face ninety-five Tier Five High Level Desolate Beasts simultaneously."

"For the ninety-sixth match, he will simultaneously face ninety-six Tier Six Beginner Desolate Beasts!"

"For the ninety-seventh match, it will be ninety-seven Tier Six Intermediate Desolate Beasts!"

"For his ninety-eighth match, his opponents will be ninety-eight War King Powerhouses! For the ninety-ninth, he will face a joint attack from ninety-nine Furious Flame Lion Riders! If he can survive these matches, he will earn the right to challenge the Hundred Victory War God. If he fails... well, this day next year will be the anniversary of his death!"

As soon as the youth finished speaking, the entire War God Arena fell silent.

Shock. This news was absolutely shocking.

How could this even be called a competition?

This was nothing short of a slaughter.

Forget about the Desolate Beasts for a moment.

The ninety-nine Furious Flame Lion Riders alone guaranteed a massacre. Every single one of them was a War King Powerhouse, and more importantly, they each had a mount—a Furious Flame Frenzied Lion.

These were genuine Tier Six Desolate Beasts.

Paired with their War King Powerhouse riders...

ninety-nine such Furious Flame Lion Riders were strong enough to rival an Early-stage War Emperor!

"I protest! This is just a slaughter!"

"Who the hell could win against a lineup like that? You’re obviously rigging this!"

"You bastards! Are you sending Beichen to his death?"

This spectacle enraged the audience, incurring public outrage.

But the youth remained unperturbed, without a trace of anxiety or panic on his face. He spoke nonchalantly, "Don’t you all find a battle like this more interesting? Aren’t you tired of watching the same old one-on-one duels?"

At his words, the rowdy crowd fell silent once more.

Then, someone spoke up. "He’s right, this is much more interesting! Just imagine it—dozens of Desolate Beasts hunting together, a rare chance to see prey torn to shreds!"

"Yeah! A battle like this is what’s interesting! There will be blood! There will be death!"

"HEH HEH HEH, I love it..."

In a moment, over eighty percent of the audience was on board.

Only Xishang Ling, Zhao Hu, and their companions were furious. Unfortunately, their protests were instantly drowned out by the roaring sea of people.

The youth shot Hong Yu a sidelong glance, a cruel smile playing on his lips as he mouthed, "Fight me? I’ll make sure you die a miserable death!"

Hong Yu took a deep breath.

His expression was incredibly grim. The War God Arena’s tactics had thoroughly enraged him.

’Human wave tactics, is it? Heh. You will regret this.’

Hong Yu took another deep breath.

He was already beginning to formulate a massive and utterly insane plan for revenge.

’Since the War God Arena wants me dead, then I’ll play along.’

’Desolate Beasts?’

’No matter how many you send, I’ll slaughter every last one. After I kill them, I’ll hand them over to Xingtian to be refined into Execution Corpse Warriors. And when the time is right, I’ll use those same overwhelming numbers to kill all of you!’

’I’ll turn this War God Arena completely upside down!’

At this thought, Hong Yu took a deep breath. Far from being afraid, he actually felt a faint thrill of excitement. ’Bring it on! Let me indulge in this slaughter, this mad massacre! Once I’ve killed all of you, it will be time for the War God Arena to pay the price!’

Just then.

RUMBLE!

The Stone Gate on the opposite side of the arena thundered open.

This time, a full ten Stone Gates opened, and powerful figures shot out from within.

The figures were each about five feet long and two feet tall. They resembled vicious wolves, but with blood-red heads. Their eyes, glowing with a faint, cold light, were locked onto Hong Yu. Glistening saliva dripped from their mouths, and their sharp teeth glinted menacingly.

"AWOOOO!"

The last to emerge was a giant, snow-white wolf king, a full ten feet long and four feet tall.

"Those are Howling Moon Blood Wolves! And is that a Snow Wolf King leading the pack? Beichen is in deep trouble now..."

"Even though they’re only Tier Five Desolate Beasts, a pack led by a wolf king has the combined combat power of dozens of War Kings!"

"Howling Moon Blood Wolves are incredibly vicious. Can Beichen actually win?"

Amidst the crowd’s doubtful and astonished murmurs...

...the ninety-five Howling Moon Blood Wolves, under the command of their king, lunged toward Hong Yu.