86: Chapter 86 The Beast Tide Arrives

"Roaaar!!!"

A sky-shattering wild roar boomed out from the hundred-meter-high Star Gate rift.

Carrying an ancient, savage, and bloody aura, the sound instantly drowned out the cries of surprise from the hundred thousand people in the Arena.

The next second.

It was as if the gates of Hell had burst open.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Thousands of massive dark shadows poured frantically from the rift in midair like an inverted black waterfall!

"Tier 3 Armored Rhinoceros! Tier 4 Shadow Demon Wolf!"

On the stands, a military recruiter clearly saw the falling monsters, his voice instantly cracking. "Heavens! There are Poison-Corroding Wyverns in the air! They are all high-tier exotic beasts from the deepest parts of the wilderness!"

"Retreat! Protect the students and retreat!" Major General Lei Wuji roared hoarsely in midair.

But there was simply no time.

This pack of high-tier exotic beasts had been starving for too long. Like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey, they crashed heavily onto the stands and the Arena stages.

"Boom!"

A Tier 3 Armored Rhinoceros shattered the glass of the VIP stand, its thick single horn directly impaling two fleeing Young Masters of influential families and hoisting them into midair.

"Help! Ah—"

The screams came to an abrupt halt.

Several Tier 4 Shadow Demon Wolves turned into black lightning, charging into the Formation of ordinary students. Completely ignoring the fragile Psionic Shields raised by the Martial Apprentices, they swept their claws, slicing off the shields along with heads.

Blood erupted like fountains, staining rows of seats red.

In midair.

Over a dozen fleshy-winged Poison-Corroding Wyverns opened their massive maws, spewing vast sheets of green venom. The venom fell into the crowd below, and before they could even scream, hundreds of people were instantly corroded into puddles of white smoke-emitting bloody water.

Within just one minute, the entire giant Arena turned into a slaughterhouse of flying flesh and blood.

Severed limbs flew everywhere, as desperate cries, pleas for help, and the "crunching" sound of beasts chewing on flesh and bone mingled together.

The once glamorous and highly anticipated stage of the college entrance examination instantly transformed into a living Hell.

"Fire! Fire!"

The military escort team fought back desperately. Hundreds of heavy psionic machine guns fired frantically at the beast tide.

But against the tide of Tier 3 and 4 high-tier exotic beasts, these conventional weapons couldn't even break their defense. Under the impact of the exotic beasts, the defensive line lasted only half a minute before beginning to collapse, eventually being torn to shreds.

Just as the entire venue fell into extreme chaos and slaughter...

"Hahaha—!!!"

A sinister, ear-piercing wild laughter echoed throughout the entire venue from midair.

Amplified by some sort of psionic System, this laughter drowned out all the beast roars and screams, clearly entering everyone's ears.

Everyone looked up in despair.

Amidst the swarm of falling exotic beasts, a Tier 4 Poison-Corroding Wyvern King, over twenty meters long, slowly descended from the edge of the Star Gate rift.

On top of the Wyvern King's head stood a person.

It was none other than the Cult Deacon wearing the dark-gold mask who had previously appeared in the abandoned underground subway station.

Surrounding him were over a dozen Half-beast experts radiating the aura of Martial Artists.

In midair, that massive blood-colored hexagram formation was operating frantically. Thick beams of blood-red light continuously connected to the deacon's back, providing him with the terrifying energy of the abyss Formation's blessing.

The deacon hovered in midair, looking down from above at the humans being slaughtered below.

"Geniuses of the Great Xia!"

The deacon spread his arms, his tone filled with a neurotic frenzy and mockery. "Run to your heart's content! Scream to your heart's content!"

Major General Lei Wuji's body erupted with surging lightning. He pointed at the deacon and cursed, "You pack of beasts who have forgotten your ancestors! Even if I have to risk my life today, I will drag you down with me!"

"General Lei, save your strength."

Looking at Major General Lei Wuji, the deacon let out a disdainful sneer. "With the blessing of the Blood Sacrifice Array, what do you have to fight me with? Do not make pointless struggles."

The deacon suddenly pointed at the crying students below.

"Today, all the Prodigies of Jiangnan City will become nourishment for the descent of the Abyssal Gods!"

"Use the blood of you Geniuses to trade for the blessings of the Abyss!"

"The future of humanity's martial path will be completely cut off today!"

These devastating words were like a heavy hammer, smashing hard into the hearts of all the survivors.

Coupled with the hellish, bloody slaughter around them, countless university representatives and examinees fell into extreme despair.

"It's over... everything is over..."

An S-class Genius's legs went weak, and the weapon in his hand clattered to the ground. Looking at his classmates being torn to shreds around him, he completely gave up resisting.

Panic.

Despair.

Wailing.

The entire Arena was completely shrouded in the shadow of the Shinigami.

However.

Amidst the chaotic crowd fleeing in all directions and trampling over one another...

Amidst the blood spraying everywhere and the deafening roars of the exotic beasts...

There was only one person.

Who seemed completely isolated from this despairing world.

Su Chen stood motionless in the center of the blood-stained Arena Two.

People bumped into him, and some were dragged away by exotic beasts at his feet, but he didn't spare them a single glance.

He slowly raised his head.

His gaze penetrated the dense, dark beast tide constantly pouncing from above, passing over the monsters that were devouring humans.

Ultimately.

His gaze locked tightly onto the overbearing Cult Deacon in midair.

More precisely, it was locked onto the massive, looming blood-colored altar anchor behind the deacon, which was frantically absorbing vitality and blood.

Faced with this massive beast tide, akin to the arrival of the doomsday.

Faced with the shrill screams around him and the corpses littering the ground.

Not a single shred of fear arose within Su Chen's heart.

He was no savior.

Within his chest, only one emotion was frantically boiling at this moment.

Killing intent.

An extreme, tyrannical killing intent born purely for plunder!

In the eyes of ordinary people, what fell from the sky were bloodthirsty monsters.

But in the perception of Su Chen's [Observation Haki] and Sharingan, what fell from the sky were densely packed, tens of thousands of origin points!

"Tier 3... Tier 4..."

Su Chen looked at those high-tier exotic beasts, then glanced at the altar behind the deacon.

That super vault, valued by the System at "5000+" and still continuously absorbing vitality and blood with its energy still skyrocketing!

"Truly..."

Su Chen slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, pulling out his hands that had been tucked in his pockets.

Looking at the sky full of exotic beasts, a cold and greedy curve hooked up at the corner of his mouth.

"A grand buffet indeed."