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Chapter 497: Blood River Power, the Crime of Brother Murder!

An underground palace with surging lava under Mount Tibora.

A huge roar was heard from the red magma lake, and columns of fire several dozen meters high shot up into the sky. The hot magma gushed onto the walls on both sides, making a hissing sound.

Then the molten lava split to both sides, revealing the shining stone steps near the edge.

Su Heng's burly body was naked from the waist up, and he held in his hand the scepter that had just been forged in the original blood river. He walked up the stairs step by step.

Click!

He stretched his body a little.

During this sleeping process, the absorbed demon souls will be completely digested and absorbed.

Although I didn't sleep for too long, I'm in good condition now.

And it was faster than Su Heng had initially expected.

"Perhaps it is related to the trial in the original blood river, or it has brought some subtle benefits." Su Heng guessed.

He frowned slightly, still feeling a little apprehensive when thinking of his two experiences in the original blood river.

At this moment, Su Heng suddenly felt something and looked up.

His eyes fell on the wall next to him. In the firelight emitted by the magma, a demon head with horns and a bull-like appearance was hung on a black decorative frame as some kind of bloody trophy.

Before, Su Heng had limited knowledge of the original blood river.

Just surprised.

After this piece of skull entered his body, it could not be digested and absorbed.

Now it seems that the reason may be related to the authority of the Blood River.

Swish!
He reached forward and grasped.

The huge demon head floated down from the wall and landed heavily in Su Heng's hands.

Su Heng used his five fingers to pinch it.

With his current strength, he could only leave a few shallow fingerprints on it.

"Interesting." Su Heng's mouth curled up, revealing an interested expression on his face. He infiltrated his mental power into it, and immediately felt a blood-red energy firmly attached to this hard skull. Fortunately, Su Heng's mental power was strong enough at this time, and he extracted the remaining power from it like peeling off a cocoon.

Compare the two gains.

The authority gained from the River of Blood the first time was less than one third of that gained the second time.

But it is better to have it than nothing, and this thing can be developed into many uses.

With the idea of ​​not wasting.

Su Heng integrated the two powers into one.

All of it was injected into the scepter in his left hand, and the light emanating from it became brighter and brighter red.

Those protruding spikes looked like they had just run over living things, and faint howling sounds could be heard from inside.

The feeling was chilling.

Su Heng showed a satisfied smile on his face, and felt that the scepter was a little heavier.

And the skull, even though it lost the power of the Blood River, its structure was also transformed, and a strong evil spirit remained.

This thing will be useful in the next plan. Su Heng reached out and touched it lightly, then activated his Flesh and Blood Furnace talent.

Swish!
A breeze blew.

The huge skull disappeared out of thin air and was taken away by Su Heng.

His mind moved slightly, and a dark red light flashed before his eyes. Li Hongxiu's ghostly figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

"Master." Her voice was cold as she bowed slightly to Su Heng. Her long, soft black hair flowed down her pale cheeks and sharp shoulders like a stream in the autumn.

Su Heng had the urge to go up and touch it, but he still nodded and asked, "How is the thing I told you to do going now?"

Li Hongxiu raised her head and smiled, "It's going very smoothly."

"That's good." Su Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

Kurikara and Garuda, the two descenders were not killed by Su Heng.

He hopes to use these two experiments to reverse-engineer the life engineering of the Adventers.

Compared with the weak third generation like Panbala, the biggest difference between them is that the second generation of descenders has some of the original power of Changshengtian integrated into their bodies.

So the first step of the experiment.

It is to forcibly separate and extract this power from them.

This is not an easy task, but fortunately Su Heng now has the path of "all things returning to one".

In addition, after absorbing a large number of demon souls, his mental strength further increased, and Su Heng's control over the path became more and more perfect.

He left part of his consciousness beside Li Hongxiu, and kept trying during his sleep, spending a lot of effort, and now he finally succeeded.

"I brought back what you wanted." Li Hongxiu said immediately.

She waved her long sleeves, and two balls of mysterious light suddenly appeared in the originally dark underground palace and flew gently towards Su Heng.

Su Heng stretched out his five fingers and reached out to catch it. Half of his face reflected the dark red light of the magma, and his temperament seemed a little evil. A stream of tempting fragrance came from the light. This was not a real sense of smell, but Su Heng's body sensed these two things. They were useful for his own practice and were excellent resources, so he felt a sense of desire.

Ignore the emotion and focus your attention on the object in your hand.

One of the lights looked like a golden, winged eye, with tiny stardust-like specks of light floating around it.

Judging from the aura emanating from it, this should be the origin of Kurikara, the Star-Forging Golden Dragon.

The other group of dark colors and cold aura looked like the shadow formed by countless storms. It should be the origin of Panbala, the dark night storm.

"This kind of biological alchemy is truly incredible." Su Heng exclaimed.

He used the power of the Demon Engine to create two spores, merging the two origins into them to prevent the power inside from causing further loss.

As for how to use it.

Su Heng hadn't figured it out for a while.

Although eating it is beneficial to one's practice, doing so seems a bit too wasteful.

"What about those two people? How are they doing now?" Su Heng asked again.

Li Hongxiu replied, "Generally speaking, it's not good. Their aura is weak, but they have a deep foundation after all. They are still alive now, imprisoned in the deepest cage and sealed tightly."

"It's good to be alive..." Su Heng nodded and grinned.

Li Hongxiu suddenly felt a little cold.

She has been with Su Heng for some time and has gradually figured out a pattern. Whenever Su Heng shows this kind of smile, something cruel is likely to happen next.

However, Li Hongxiu still slowly walked to Su Heng's side. It was hard to tell whether she was also looking forward to it.

Su Heng told Li Hongxiu his plan. His rough fingers gently brushed through her soft hair, feeling the delicate and cool touch of top-grade silk.

Li Hongxiu nodded seriously.

Then, he took the scepter from Su Heng's hand with some difficulty and slowly disappeared from the underground palace.

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Not long after Su Heng conquered the Blood Realm.

He ordered the fire giants to build a colosseum on Mount Tibor.

The huge circular arena was large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people watching at the same time. The purpose of building the arena was, on the one hand, due to Su Heng's personal hobby, and on the other hand, the extreme emotions of the audience and the gladiators during the brutal fighting could bring obvious benefits to the expansion of the blood world.

However, for most of the time after its construction, the arena was in a semi-abandoned state.

This is because the population in the Blood Realm is sparse. To be able to enter it and avoid the influence of Changshengtian's power, one must have a cultivation level at least above that of Tiangui.

However, as time passed, the power of the blood world grew rapidly, and Li Hongxiu, as the will of the world, underwent various transformations to varying degrees.

Today's blood world.

Although the environment is not beautiful, it is quite suitable for living.

Even some ordinary people can live in it for a long time after Su Heng's genetic modification.

Several large cities have been built in the blood world. Because of this, as the population in the blood world grows rapidly, the originally abandoned arenas have been reopened.

at this time--

Although the scheduled show has not yet started.

But the arena was already crowded with a large number of spectators, and from a distance it looked like a black tide.

As several bloody foreplays came to an end, the powerful demon captured from Changshengtian was beheaded and blood flowed all over the ground.

The audience's emotions were also completely ignited. The cheers were deafening and resounded through the sky, even spreading all the way down along the intricate stone walls of the arena and into the dark dungeon below where few people visited.

Tick ​​tock!

A drop of dirty water fell through the crack in the ceiling above.

Several ragged slaves suddenly widened their eyes and rushed forward like stray dogs licking food, eager to absorb a little bit of water from the dirt on the ground.

When Garuda heard the cheers coming from above, his eyelids twitched slightly, and then he slowly woke up.

"hiss!"

He didn't have time to move.

The pain that spread all over my body was like a cold ocean tide.

He couldn't help but gasp, and the muscles in his arms and thighs spasmed uncontrollably.

My head was dizzy, my lips were chapped, and there were a lot of black lines in my eyes. The worst thing was the feeling of weakness coming from my body.

He didn't know he was in a coma.

Those damned bastards had done something to him, but there was no doubt that he was in a very bad state now.

He forced himself to wake up and looked around. There were rough and hard stone walls everywhere, and the environment was dim. The only light came from two braziers placed in the corners of the walls in the distance.

In the dim light, you can see that there are many people imprisoned around.

Among them are some ancient races, demons, and human death row prisoners who have committed serious crimes. Everyone looks very fierce.

There was also a blood-red, hairless, muscular hound in the corner. Its fangs were bared, and there was a circle of colorful lizard-like neck folds on its neck, which were opening and closing with the monster's heavy breathing. The hound's eyes were scarlet and morbid, and it was looking at him with ill intent, as if it had determined that he would not live much longer and was considering how to enjoy this delicious meal.

"Damn beast, get out of here!" Garuda was so angry that he couldn't help but curse.

Of course the hound didn't understand what it was saying and moved forward tentatively.

The prisoners next to them also looked like they were enjoying the show, with bloodthirsty excitement on their faces in the dark red light.

Snapped!
Just at this time.

The sound of dull footsteps came from the darkness in the distance.

The prisoners around were all startled and hurriedly moved to the corner, sitting on the ground with their chests and heads held high, their backs pressed tightly against the hard wall behind them.

With this well-behaved look, he looks like an excellent student in school who never causes trouble.

Even the stupid hound couldn't help but snort, turned around, shook its head and walked away, staying in the corner without moving.

Garuda breathed a sigh of relief, but he had a bad feeling in his heart. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and he looked up in the direction of the sound. The flickering firelight in the oil pan was like a layer of gauze, slowly outlining the figures. The leading one was slender, with a ghostly beauty. The latter two were huge, like a towering wall, with a strong sense of oppression.

The three stopped in front of him. Garuda finally saw the appearance of the person coming. The corners of his mouth curled up and he said disdainfully, "It's you."

The person standing in front of him was Li Hongxiu.

Garuda remembered this person who once stood beside Su Heng.

He is the monster's right-hand man. Although he looks cold and indifferent, he has a heart of a vicious snake.

During the time she was imprisoned, she suffered a lot. It can be said that she was the one who put herself in this situation now.

"Bitch, where is my brother? Where did you take him?" Garuda's hands were tied behind his back, but he still had a stern look on his face and roared.

Li Hongxiu was not angry, but said calmly, "You will be able to see him soon."

"But before that, a little preparation is needed." Li Hongxiu smiled softly, with a hint of a smile on her lips.

Garuda was delighted, and before he could think about what Li Hong meant by "prepare", he saw the latter gently raise the strange scepter in his hand, and a dazzling red light fell. Garuda only felt a sharp pain in the middle of his eyebrows, as if a hot steel needle was inserted, and then he screamed and lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he was already in front of a bronze door.

Rumble!
As the mechanisms on both sides operate.

The gate, which was more than thirty meters high, was slowly opened, and strong light came in along with the cheers of the audience.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, yellow sand, sulfur, and poisonous smoke. Garuda narrowed his eyes and stepped forward, entering the open space in the center of the arena.

Surrounded by cheering and screaming crowds, he stepped barefoot on the rough gravel. Some of the gravel was clotted with blood, and scattered in the middle were the bones of giant beasts and cruel rollers covered with spikes. He seemed to have become a gladiator for people's entertainment, and he should have been angry about it, but a deep voice sounded in his ears, "You should enjoy this."

"This doesn't seem like a bad idea," Garuda thought, and he reached out his hand to respond to the audience's cheers, and the cheers became louder.

Then, the door on the other side was slowly opened.

A huge lion appeared in the corridor, more than three meters tall and more than seven meters long, with smooth hair all over its body, shining brightly like gold in the sun. The lion bared its teeth at him and made a threatening gesture. But Garuda noticed that the lion's eyes were strange, with a feeling of shock, sadness, and even despair.

Don't know why...

His broken heart began to ache as well, as if hot blood was seeping out.

But the voice sounded in his ears again, saying, "Kill it, it is your enemy, as long as you kill it you will be free."

Garuda could not remember clearly what happened next. It was a torrent of countless broken images.

He fought with the lion with his bare hands, and his elbow scratched the lion's head like a knife, and hot blood spurted out.

The cheers from the audience were more than the final stimulant, and it made my blood boil.

And those eyes, filled with unspeakable sadness. Anger exploded in his chest like a volcano, such a beast dared to show such an expression to him.

He pinned the lion to the ground and punched it on the head again and again.

Teeth broke, eyes exploded, and blood stained the hair all over his body red. Every time he punched with all his might, cheers like a tide rang out from the surrounding audience.

He was immersed in this dreamlike pleasure, howling like a wild beast. He even tore the lion's head off with his teeth, holding it high up like a trophy, pouring hot blood on his head and flowing down his skin.

When the duel reached its climax, the tide of cheers suddenly stopped.

Garuda's heart seemed to have stopped beating.

Something was gently removed, and the distorted mind returned to normal.

His eyes widened.

It was as if he had seen hell with his own eyes and he screamed in horror.

The lion that was pressed under him disappeared, and was replaced by a headless corpse.

Blood gushed out, forming a mirror-like pool of blood under his body. Various hideous scars covered his body, all of which were caused by the atrocities he had committed. He was trembling all over, his teeth chattering uncontrollably, and waves of intense emotions like electric currents surged into his brain, exploding with a bang. The world was spinning in all directions, and everything was gradually peeling away, leaving only a huge despair like a deep sea that was about to drown him.

boom!
Bhanbala threw the trophy he was holding high to the ground.

The brother's noble and majestic head was now becoming a bloody mess. One of his eyeballs was still held in his hand, and the black eye socket was looking at him.

He opened his mouth and breathed as hard as he could, his pupils trembling violently but no sound came out.

He finally saw his brother again, but it was in such an occasion... Garuda looked up with a dull look. On the largest and most majestic viewing platform, Su Heng gently stood up from the dark throne with a smile on his face, applauding for his wonderful performance.

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