Infinite: The Main God Space Starting from Naruto

Chapter 160 Corpse King

Meanwhile, deep underground.

Bai Xiaofei felt as if he had been thrown into a high-speed washing machine, his whole body spinning rapidly forward in the underground tunnel.

The rotting arm gripped his ankle tightly, with such force that it almost crushed his bones.

"Damn it! Where are they taking me?!" Bai Xiaofei struggled and cursed loudly. "Hey! Can you be a little gentler? My butt's going to be rubbed raw!"

He tried to break free of the arm, but each struggle resulted in an even more violent pull.

Suddenly, Bai Xiaofei felt his body lighten, and he shot out from the ground like a cannonball.

He did a few somersaults in the air, barely managed to adjust his posture, landed heavily on his feet and staggered a few steps before finally regaining his footing.

"Phew, thank goodness I reacted quickly." Bai Xiaofei patted his chest, let out a long sigh of relief, and then looked around.

The sight before him made his eyes widen instantly.

On a huge platform, an exquisite chess table stands out.

A tall man sat to one side of the chessboard, his presence filling the entire space with a sense of oppression.

Bai Xiaofei narrowed his eyes and carefully examined the man.

The man's skin was an unnatural grayish-white, like that of a preserved corpse.

Even more unsettling was the eerie red light flickering in his eyes, like two dancing will-o'-the-wisps.

"The Corpse King." Bai Xiaofei gasped, alarm bells ringing in his mind.

However, what shocked Bai Xiaofei even more was the person sitting opposite the Corpse King.

It was someone who looked exactly like him, the only difference being that the other person was wearing all black.

"What's going on?" Bai Xiaofei muttered to himself, his gaze shifting back and forth between the Corpse King, Hei Xiaofei, and the hostages on the chessboard, his brain racing as he tried to understand the situation before him.

Just then, the Corpse King raised his head, a strange smile curling at the corner of his mouth: "Ah, our 'other' guest has finally arrived. It seems this game of flags is going to be even more interesting."

Bai Xiaofei then realized the terrifying aspect of the game. Each chess piece on the board was tied to a living person!

They were firmly fixed to the chess pieces, their faces filled with fear and despair.

Below the platform, thousands of bound hostages were densely packed together, their cries of agony echoing through the air, sending chills down one's spine.

"You're insane!" Bai Xiaofei roared. "This isn't a game! This is playing with people's lives!"

The Corpse King shrugged dismissively, a hint of mockery in his voice: "Indeed, this game of chess concerns the lives of everyone here."

His gaze swept back and forth between the two Bai Xiaofeis, a look of interest on his face: "Life is a game, isn't it?"

Bai Xiaofei's roar caught Hei Xiaofei's attention.

He suddenly looked up, and when he saw someone who looked exactly like him standing on the edge of the platform, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"Corpse King, what kind of trick is this?" Hei Xiaofei demanded sharply, "What illusion spell did you cast on me?"

Upon hearing this, the Corpse King merely chuckled, a hint of mockery flashing in his eerie red eyes: "Illusion? I don't have time for that."

Hei Xiaofei wanted to say something, but the Corpse King had already turned his attention back to the chess game. His finger gently landed on a chess piece and slowly moved it.

"Ah!" A piercing scream tore through the air.

Hei Xiaofei turned around abruptly and saw that a "human chess piece" that had just been struggling had instantly turned into a pool of blood.

Hei Xiaofei took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. His eyes swept quickly across the chessboard, his brain working at high speed, calculating every possible move.

"Three more moves and I'll win," Hei Xiaofei muttered to himself, fine beads of sweat forming on his forehead. His fingers trembled slightly as they hovered over a chess piece.

Just then, the entire underground space suddenly began to shake violently.

Dust fell from the walls, and a few pieces of gravel fell from the ceiling, hitting the ground with a dull thud.

Suddenly, with a loud "boom," a large hole was forcibly broken through the wall. Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, several figures rushed out.

"Master!" Bai Xiaofei exclaimed, his face beaming with joy.

Uncle Tu quickly scanned the entire scene. When he saw the "human pieces" struggling in agony on the chessboard, a flash of shock and anger crossed his eyes.

"What...what the hell is this?" He gasped, his face filled with disbelief.

Uncle Tu nodded in understanding, then turned to the Five Elements Squad and ordered, "Rescue the hostages immediately, and beware of those pawns!"

At this moment, Fugaku looked at the platform with a puzzled expression: "Why are there two Bai Xiaofeis...?"

The members of the Five Elements Squad quickly dispersed and began rescuing the hostages tied to the platform.

However, the moment they made contact with the first hostage, the Corpse King suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"Are you trying to break the rules of the game?" The Corpse King's voice was full of mockery.

Before the words were finished, those tied to the chess pieces suddenly let out painful screams, their bodies began to convulse violently, and strange black patterns appeared on their skin.

"Ah!!!" The piercing screams echoed throughout the space, sending chills down one's spine.

Suddenly, a strange wriggling sensation came from the chest of one of the hostages, as if something was about to burst out of his body.

With a sharp crack, his sternum split open, blood splattering everywhere, and tentacles emerged from it, a gruesome sight.

Just then, an angry roar came from below the platform.

"Damn it! It's all your fault!" roared a middle-aged man stained with blood, his eyes filled with despair and hatred. "If it weren't for your meddling, we would have been rescued long ago!"

"That's right! The Corpse King said that if we won the game, he would let us leave!" another woman cried out, her voice filled with remorse. "Now it's all over! It's all because of you!"

Screams and curses erupted all around, clearly indicating that many hostages were angry and desperate about the Special Forces' actions.

"Stop!" Hei Xiaofei suddenly stood up, glaring at the Corpse King. "You promised you'd release them if I won the game!"

Upon hearing this, the Corpse King shrugged dismissively, his expression remaining as nonchalant as ever: "Oh? Is that so? But the rules of the game have been broken now, haven't they?"

His gaze swept over Fugaku, Uncle Tu, and the others, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips. "Since someone has interfered with our game without permission, then the previous agreement is naturally null and void."

Upon hearing this, Hei Xiaofei was struck dumb, as if by lightning.

The Corpse King's gaze swept over everyone present, his voice filled with mockery: "You humans are like this, groveling for your lives before enemies, yet cursing those who come to your rescue."

"Foolish!" Fugaku glared at Hei Xiaofei, his three-tomoe Sharingan spinning rapidly. "Placing his hopes on the enemy's pity; he never intended to release them."

Before he finished speaking, Fugaku quickly formed hand seals and took a deep breath.

"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"

A massive fireball erupted from Fugaku's mouth, hurtling straight towards the Corpse King. Wherever the fireball passed, the air distorted by the intense heat, emitting a piercing shriek.

At the same time, Uncle Tu was not idle either. His figure flashed like a ghost, instantly appearing behind the Corpse King.

"Bajiquan - Bengquan!"

With a roar, Uncle Tu unleashed his right fist, which hurtled towards the Corpse King's back like a cannonball. Even before the fist made contact, the powerful force of the impact caused the surrounding air to crackle and pop.

Just as their attacks were about to hit, the Corpse King's lips curled into a strange smile. His eyes widened suddenly, a flash of blood-red light appearing in his pupils.

"Black Tortoise Armor!"

As soon as the Corpse King finished speaking, his body underwent an astonishing transformation. A thick layer of black scales covered his entire body at a visible speed.

Uncle Tu's fist slammed heavily onto the tortoise shell on the Corpse King's back, producing a deafening roar. The powerful impact shook the entire platform, but the black scales remained completely still.

At the same time, Fugaku's fireball crashed head-on into the Corpse King. The scorching flames instantly engulfed the Corpse King's figure, distorting and warping the surrounding air.

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However, as the flames subsided slightly, everyone gasped in shock.

The Corpse King remained firmly in place, not a single scorch mark left on his black scales. He slowly turned around, a mocking glint in his eerie red eyes.

"That's it?" The Corpse King let out a disdainful snort. "I thought the elites of the Special Forces would be so powerful. It seems they're nothing special."

Just then, the Corpse King suddenly moved. His speed was astonishing, and he appeared in front of Fugaku in an instant.

"Let me teach you what true power is!"

The Corpse King's voice had barely faded when his right fist slammed towards Fugaku's face like lightning. Fugaku's pupils contracted sharply, his Sharingan spun rapidly, and his body instinctively leaned backward.

"Whoosh!"

The Corpse King's fist whistled past Fugaku's nose, the force of the blow even slicing Fugaku's cheek. Fugaku was startled; if that punch had landed squarely, his head would probably have been blown off.

However, the Corpse King's offensive did not stop there. His body twisted with incredible speed, and his right leg, like a drawn sword, kicked fiercely towards Fugaku's abdomen.

Fugaku's pupils contracted sharply, and alarm bells rang in his mind. His blood-red Mangekyou Sharingan spun rapidly, and a massive surge of chakra erupted from his body like a monstrous wave.

"Susanoo!"

With a roar, blue chakra instantly condensed around him, forming a skeletal structure in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

The Corpse King's kick landed heavily on the skeleton of Susanoo. The terrifying impact was transmitted through the skeleton to Fugaku. Even with the protection of Susanoo, Fugaku still felt a sharp pain and uncontrollably staggered back several steps.

Seeing this, the Corpse King smirked, "Looks like you guys have some skill, unlike those ants that crumble at the slightest touch."

However, in that instant of distraction, a chilling killing intent suddenly swept in from behind. The Corpse King whirled around and saw that Uncle Tu had appeared behind him at some point, his hands in a peculiar gesture.

"Heaven-Shaking Cannon Fist!"

Uncle Tu roared, his right fist radiating a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine. His fist, like a cannonball, slammed into the Corpse King's back with overwhelming force.

"boom!"

A deafening roar echoed throughout the space. Uncle Tu's fist slammed heavily onto the Corpse King's shell, the powerful impact causing the entire platform to tremble.

The Corpse King's Xuanwu Armor shattered into pieces under this terrifying blow. Tu Shu's fist was unstoppable, piercing straight through the Corpse King's body and emerging from his chest.

However, before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the Corpse King's body suddenly twisted and deformed in mid-air.

The huge wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, the broken bones reconnected, and the torn muscles grew rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the Corpse King's body had returned to normal, as if the fatal blow had never happened.

The Corpse King slowly turned around, his scarlet eyes staring directly at Uncle Tu, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth: "Hahaha! That's more like it, you'll have to show your true skills!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Corpse King's body suddenly began to twist.

boom!

Countless blood-red flower stems burst forth from his body, growing wildly in the air. In the blink of an eye, the entire platform was covered by these eerie flower stems.

"Since you're so eager to die, then come and experience the aura of hell! The Red Spider Lily Blooms, Farewell to the Underworld!"

The Corpse King's voice carried a hint of morbid excitement. Suddenly, the blood-red flower stems burst open, and countless alluring spider lilies bloomed in the air. The petals, like sharp blades, drew streaks of blood in the air.

At this critical moment, a surge of immense chakra erupted from Fugaku's eyes.

The skeleton of Susanoo expanded rapidly, reaching a height of tens of meters in the blink of an eye, firmly protecting Fugaku within it.

The deadly petals crashed into Susanoo's energy shell, emitting a series of ear-piercing buzzes, but they could not break through this defense.

With a wave of his hands, Fugaku created a giant staff in Susanoo's hands—the Heavenly Pillar.

"drink!"

Fugaku roared and manipulated his Susanoo to swing the Heavenly Pillar. The massive staff swept across, creating a gust of wind that instantly shredded all the surrounding threads.

However, the Corpse King showed no sign of panic. With a wave of his hands, the shattered threads reformed in mid-air, becoming even thicker than before.

"Hahaha!" the Corpse King laughed maniacally, "Your struggles only excite me more! Come on, let's see who has the last laugh!"

"Let's see how long you can be so arrogant!" Fugaku roared, controlling Susanoo to swing the Heavenly Pillar.

The enormous energy rod swept across, tearing the air apart in its path and emitting a piercing whistling sound. The blood-red petals shattered like scraps of paper under this terrifying attack.

The Heavenly Pillar struck with unstoppable force, crashing directly towards the Corpse King. The power of this attack was enough to level a small mountain.

However, the Corpse King remained completely unfazed by this devastating attack. He crossed his arms over his chest, a glint of fanaticism in his eyes.

"Blood Demon Qi!"

With a roar from the Corpse King, a terrifying energy erupted from his body. This energy solidified in front of him, forming a massive energy shield.

"boom!"

The Heavenly Pillar slammed heavily onto the energy shield with a deafening roar. A powerful shockwave spread outwards, shattering the surrounding ground.

The Corpse King's body was forced backward by the terrifying impact, its feet carving two deep furrows in the ground.

(End of this chapter)