One pound of meat equals one attribute point.

Chapter 485 Where do you want to run to? Where can you run to?

Su Heng's eyes darkened slightly. This monster who called himself a bloodthirsty demon didn't look like a creature with brains, but the strength he displayed was quite good.

Both strength and speed are top-notch.

Moreover, his realm has not yet reached the level of the power of destruction. He should be a special existence in the Changsheng Heaven.

"But it's better this way. When such prey is torn to pieces, it will definitely let out a different roar." Su Heng grinned, with a ferocious smile on his face.

boom!
He stretched out his hand to block it.

Abbas had a look of disdain on his face, and the audience around him laughed loudly.

Su Heng still maintained his human form, while Abbas was as strong as a red hill.

The two men's body sizes were completely disproportionate, and the giant axe that fell from the sky looked like it was going to smash Su Heng into a pulp instead of simply splitting him in half.

"Too stupid, too stupid!" Abbas laughed loudly, his hair and beard standing on end with excitement. "How can an ant stop a car?!"

boom!
There was a loud noise.

In the Colosseum, Abbas's excited laughter came to an abrupt end.

Su Heng's body stood still, and Abbas's full-strength attack was blocked without any injury.

What was even more terrifying was that the moment the two came into contact, the power contained in the giant axe seemed to disappear out of thin air. There was no huge explosion from this blow, and no cracks spread under Su Heng's feet. It looked like a martial arts master performing a performance that was as easy as lifting a heavy weight. The audience around him made a "hush~" sound, thinking that Abbas was deliberately teasing his prey.

But the cold sweat on Abbas's head was about to fall.

Even though he didn't have much brains, he realized at this moment that the humanoid creature in front of him was an existence that he could not fathom.

but……

Just like what Abbas said before.

According to the rules of the original blood river, just step onto this battlefield.

Then there must be a winner, a life or death. The huge throne made of skulls and cast in brass never cared where the blood came from.

"Roar!" Abbas roared, "What a mysterious thing!"

The muscles on his arms swelled, and blood flowed in the thick blood vessels, which protruded from under the red skin and kept wriggling, looking like a forest python wrapped around his body. Large pieces of blood burst out from Abbas' pupils, and he rushed forward, putting all his strength on the giant axe.

"You disappoint me. You are too weak. The roar of the weak will only make people laugh." Su Heng's voice came without any emotion, like a gentleman sitting at the dining table about to have a meal, and Abbas felt cold all over.

boom!
Su Heng swung his arm.

An incredible force passed through the axe and acted on the latter's body.

It was like a dark wave coming towards him. Abbas didn't have time to react before his huge body flew away. When he landed on the ground, there was a heavy thud, dragging a huge gully more than ten meters deep on the khaki ground, moving sideways until he hit the wall, causing it to collapse and splashing dust, and then he barely stopped.

The cheers in the audience suddenly stopped, and the audience realized that Abbas was not holding back, but Su Heng's strength dominated the game.

After a brief silence, the excited roars were like a landslide, resounding through the sky and shaking the entire arena.

In just a moment, Abbas turned from hunter to prey.

It’s all death.

Abbas is very famous in this arena.

He was even bigger in size, and the blood in his body was boiling hot, like magma that had never cooled down.

Just imagining its head being chopped off and falling to the ground, with blood gushing out, the audience became so excited that they jumped up and down from their seats, screaming.

"Damn you!" Abbas pushed the stone that was pressing on him away. The screams of the audience made him furious. He tried to stand up with great effort. One of his arms seemed to be broken, and the bloody axe also flew far away. But it didn't matter. He still had a machete in his left hand, with a chain tied at the end, which was further wrapped around his thick arm.

He stood up with difficulty, and his strong muscles restored the broken bones to their original position, and then grew and healed quickly.

The heart was beating so hard in the chest that the membrane in the chest began to shake violently, like a war drum beaten by a giant on the city wall.

Courage returned to Abbas.

He felt better than ever, able to tear apart all the enemies in front of him—

The battlefield suddenly became quiet!

The enemy also disappeared.

Abbas looked confused as he raised his head and looked around.

The audience in the seats were like insects frozen in amber, with their mouths wide open but unable to utter a word, only fear remaining on their faces.

In the end what happened! ?

This is so weird.

Abbas had fought thousands of battles in this cruel arena, won countless victories, and encountered many unforgettable opponents. But it was the first time for him to encounter such a strange scene. Abbas felt his teeth ache, the blood flow slowed down, his body was cold, and fear grew like seaweed in his heart.

Two pitch-black towering pillars appeared in front of Abbas, and the ground sank slightly.

Lift up, and up again.

"This, damn..." In Abbas's trembling eyes, he saw a face covered with a mask and a hideous smile.

A body as huge as the ancient demon mountain, black armor as ferocious as edges, explosive muscles, flames flowing from the chest, a huge chin and crown-like horns... The game is over, Su Heng tore off his disguise and returned to his true form. At this moment, he was like an emperor, and his majesty like waves and tides swept across the entire battlefield.

"Weren't you very arrogant just now? Come on, let me see what you are capable of?"

Killing was so fascinating that Su Heng felt like he was liberating himself.

Under Abbas's trembling gaze, a huge black hand that covered the sky and the sun fell from the sky, like the collapsed Buzhou Mountain, bringing with it an icy force like a tide.

Abbas had lost all his will to fight and could only lie on the ground and flee in panic. However, the arena was blocked on all sides, like a large cage, and he had nowhere to escape from the monster in front of him.

Su Heng held Abbas's neck like he was picking up a puppy, and the latter flew into the air uncontrollably. It was as if the fear emanated from Abbas, making this poor guy even more delicious. Saliva was secreted in the mouth, and the intestines moved, making a thunderous sound.

Su Heng opened his bloody mouth, and a silvery-white thread was dragged out from between his intersecting fangs.

"No, no, no!"

Abbas screamed in panic, swung up the only remaining machete in his hand, and chopped Su Heng's arm and shoulder with all his strength. The two collided violently, sparks flew, and scratches appeared on Su Heng's black armor, but the sharp blade in Abbas's hand was damaged more. After a few times, half of the blade flew out.

"The time for feasting has arrived." The prey's struggles became more intense, which proved the strength of its inner vitality. The smile on Su Heng's face became more greedy.

He first stretched out his long, scarlet tongue like a snake and licked Abbas' body.

This monster's saliva is concentrated nuclear waste.

It only takes one drop to pollute an entire lake, or cause the people of an entire city to become deformed and live a life worse than death.

As the hot tip of the tongue gently brushed across Abbas's raised back, the latter felt as if his body was burning. The highly corrosive saliva seeped into the prey's body and flowed into his limbs along with the high-speed blood. Abbas's reaction became increasingly sluggish, his hands and feet twitched unnaturally, and he fell into a drowsy numbness.

Stab it!

A sharp pain woke him up.

Su Heng's sharp teeth tore open the skin of the prey and bit the spine.

Like pulling out shrimp threads, the bones supporting the body were completely pulled out, along with a large number of twisted nerves, looking like a lively centipede being held in Su Heng's mouth. Abbas's eyes bulged out, and the whites of his eyes were densely packed with bright red. The indescribable pain made him roar, and even the corners of his mouth were torn, but when the pain reached its peak, he could not make a sound.

Cheers came from the surrounding audience. They shouted excitedly, even throwing away the fear brought by Su Heng's huge body.

The huge brass throne in the distance seemed to move closer, and a heavy majesty like a mountain emanated from it.

Blood gushed out from Abbas's cut open body, dripping down.

The devil is not immortal.

Moreover, Abbas is a berserker type and is not good at self-healing.

With such serious injuries, coupled with the damage done by radiation to his body, Abbas had no chance of recovery. His limbs drooped limply, his eyes were empty, and after completely losing his will to fight, he began to wait for death to come.

"How boring." Su Heng shook up and down twice, and the wound was torn further, but not much blood flowed out of it, because the fluids responsible for maintaining life were almost drained out of this guy's body.

"Forget it. It's because I have been kind-hearted since I was a child." Su Heng sighed.

He had little interest in a lifeless lump of meat. He reached out and pinched Abbas' head. With a little force from his five fingers, the latter disappeared from the shoulders upwards.

Su Heng opened his mouth like a snake, raised his chin, and swallowed Abbas's whole body in one gulp, just like sucking noodles. As a battle-hardened gladiator, Abbas's muscles were quite developed, and they were very chewy in his mouth, and even had a slight feeling of getting stuck in his teeth. It was one of the best delicacies Su Heng had ever enjoyed.

The only pity is that there are too few of them.

Su Heng's appetite had just been aroused.

These pieces of meat were completely unable to fill Su Heng’s greedy and hungry stomach, which was as deep as the abyss.

But this problem is not difficult to solve. There are still many spectators here. Since the rule here is that only one person can leave alive, it should be okay to kill all these unknown guys...

“Looking directly at the king means you intend to assassinate him. Now that you have seen me but don’t bow down to me, you are doomed to die.” Su Heng sneered, and all his energy burst out, rising into the sky.

The rumbling thunder was deafening, and a huge vortex of low-hanging dark clouds suddenly appeared above Su Heng's head. The swirling black clouds looked like the huge body of a pitch-black dragon. In the midst of the lightning and thunder, a huge dragon head with a diameter of more than a kilometer, with lightning in its mouth, actually slowly descended from the sky.

The demons in the audience screamed in terror.

When Su Heng killed Abbas, these little ghosts cheered loudly and were so excited that they couldn't control themselves.

But when the same brutal death befell them, these guys did not behave very bravely. They pushed each other, fled in panic, and even trampled their companions to death.

“Hahaha!” Su Heng opened his arms, with a giant dragon from the ancient times hovering above his head. His eyes glowed red as he laughed wildly, “Where can you run to if you want to?”

"Roaring Dragon Power, Thunderous Sound of the Bitter Sea!"

boom!
Su Heng spread out his five fingers and lifted them up to the sky.

A huge thunder that shook the world fell from the sky and turned into a brilliant scepter in his hand.

Billions of electric currents were crawling on the ground and in the sky like snakes. Eighteen waterfalls of light fell from the dark clouds. The whole world was roaring. The strong light made Su Heng's huge body only a black silhouette. Only the rampant laughter still echoed in the sky, making people despair.

Swing it up and smash it down!
The air was pierced in an instant, and a cloud of blue-purple plasma expanded rapidly.

It was like a soap bubble rising on the water, except that every spot of light on it was a desperate dark purple, containing a huge amount of high temperature and radiation. Any physical object that came into contact with it was decomposed into the most basic particles in a thousandth of a second, and a strong white light burst out, with billions of high temperatures melting all tangible objects.

Those demons exploded one after another like firecrackers, and their vitality was quickly drained away by Su Heng's demon engine.

Su Heng erupted with destructive power. His body was pitch black, as huge and majestic as an ancient god, but the extremely strong light was like a wave, beating and spreading in all directions. In the end, even the dark clouds in the sky were evaporated, and the arena collapsed. The strong light was like an erupting volcano, rushing straight into the sky.

A feeling of weightlessness came from under Su Heng's feet, and he knew that he was about to leave this strange place.

Click!

The surrounding space was like a shattered mirror, crumbling inch by inch.

The chaotic turbulence surged in, and the surging power was enough to destroy a small world in Changshengtian.

But in front of Su Heng, it was like air blowing onto a reef. Su Heng remained motionless. Instead, the layers of frost condensed on his body helped him take away a lot of waste heat. It felt like drinking a bottle of cold drink after an intense workout. At the moment when the last fragment broke, Su Heng looked up in one direction as if he had a sudden inspiration.

Skulls are piled up and brass is melted.

The huge throne still stands in the center of the land.

There was originally a raging storm above it, but now there was an afterimage that was somewhat similar to Su Heng.

(End of this chapter)