“Well-spoken. Your observations are spot-on. He’s currently offering a sacrifice…these low level demons weren’t being used to attack us at all, but used as sacrifices. With such a large-scale sacrifice, he can perform tons of tricks. It’s precisely due to the fact that you are all elites of the humans that I’m so strict on you. You must make a decision now: If you would like to leave safely, then leave through the portal. If you’re willing to challenge yourselves, then go challenge that demon general. After killing the enemy, you can use a teleportation scroll to return to the Warrior’s Guild. As for the Baron of Hell, Mo Yun, I’ll personally defeat him.” Luo Hua City’s Mistress smiled unyieldingly.
The Baron of Hell was playing tricks on them. He had continuously ordered a hundred thousand low levelled demons to attack as a means to keep all these elite humans that she was commanding to stay here.
But would she really act according to his wishes?
Offering a sacrifice of a hundred thousand demons? She already had a plan to deal with this a long time ago, what could this even count as?
Luo Hua City’s Mistress watched the densely packed low level demons outside fall down to ground with miserable cries, their bodies exploding one after another. Eventually, a mountain of corpses had formed, and a river of blood flowed across the area. Her sneering expression became even more prominent.
This large-scale sacrifice scheme was a waste of Mo Yun’s schemes. It had absolutely no effect on her.
The only thing she was concerned about was whether or not Feng Qi Sha, Yan Po Jun, and Xue Tan Lang could defeat the demon general and safely return to the Tong Tian Tower’s floors.
She shot a glance at Yue Yang. Although he looked weak on the outside, aside from carrying his unconscious sister on his back, Yue Yang also had a group of friends currently in a state that was beyond miserable. Yet in her heart, the person she had the most faith in was Yue Yang… This faith could not be explained, but she definitely felt such a strange feeling.
“Who dares to fight against me, Yan Po Jun?” Yan Po Jun was beyond bold, his loud voice inviting the Demon General opposite of him to fight.
“Take your times to fight, you guys. I’m a bit hungry, so I’m going to back first and eat supper.” Yue Yang stood ready and prepared to grease his soles to slip away.
That bastard was shamelessly running away. This not only made Xue Tan Lang and the others extremely embarrassed, even the demons they were facing could not stand to watch.
A demon general with a pair of unique crescent blades came flying over. He threw something through the air, landing in the space between Fatty Hai and Ye Kong, which sent a pitch-black light pillar up into the air. When Yue Yang saw this pillar of light was actually a portal, he inwardly cursed at Fatty Hai and the other idiots. They had run all the way to this abyss only to be killed. Yue Yang then looked back at Luo Hua City’s Mistress, only to see that she had an expression that seemed like a smile, but was yet not a smile. He gritted his teeth and ran straight into the quickly fading pitch-black pillar of light to rescue Fatty Hai and the others.
In an instant, he was teleported to a blood-red space.
The space was round, and the area wasn’t large – it was probably around the size of a soccer field.
“Welcome to the battlefield where demons and humans will fight to the death. My battle slate will have your name recorded as the 1365th human warrior beheaded by me.” The demon general carrying the pair of crescent blades laughed.
Underneath his feet were Ye Kong, Fatty Hai, and the Li brothers, who had fallen within the pool of blood.
Thankfully, they hadn’t died yet; they were simply unconscious from their severe wounds.
Yue Yang cried out, “No way? You guys dared to enter the abyss at such a low level? I’m really speechless…Demon General, did you mount a sneak attack on them?”
The Demon General crossed his two curved blades in front of his chest and loftily replied, “It can’t be called a sneak attack; their reaction times were simply too slow.”
Before he had even finished speaking, he suddenly realized that Yue Yang’s fist had already struck his nose.
Bang!
The Demon General’s entire body was sent flying through the air, before smashing back down onto the ground.
In a sorry state, he stood back up and roared at Yue Yang, “You’re too despicable, to think that you would mount a sneak attack on me while I was speaking!”
Yue Yang loftily imitated the opposite party’s actions, taking out two daggers and crossing them in front of his chest. With an arrogant expression, his nose raised high in the air and cockily declared, “It can’t be called a sneak attack; your reaction time was simply too slow.”