92: Chapter 92 A Great Wall of Flesh and Blood, A Meat Grinder of Despair (Part 1)

"Rumble—!"

The deafening roars of beasts and the dull sounds of collisions intertwined, turning this small ruined highland into a grinder of flesh and blood.

Su Chen sat cross-legged in the very center of the defensive line.

His eyes were tightly shut, and fine beads of blood were oozing from every pore on his body.

His tattered black combat suit had been thoroughly dyed a dark crimson.

He was like an active volcano in the midst of self-smelting, shielding himself from everything outside and locked in an extreme tug-of-war between life and death.

And less than ten meters in front of him.

The high school students of the Great Xia, this group of so-called "Prodigies" who had always lived in greenhouses, were tasting for the first time the true, cruel flavor of the Wilderness Abyss.

"Ice Lance!"

"Thunderstorm!"

In the back row of the highland, dozens of magic-type students roared hoarsely with bloodshot eyes.

They waved their hands frantically, and fireballs, ice spikes, and lightning, like a brilliant meteor shower, smashed down upon the tide of beasts surging up from below.

However, no miracle occurred.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The elemental Spells that usually sufficed to shatter steel plates in simulation training merely exploded into harmless sparks when they hit the 3rd Order and 4th Order beasts charging at the front.

A 3rd Order Shadow Demon Wolf braved the sky full of lightning and fire, suddenly leaping onto the edge of the highland.

It shook its scorched fur, and on that layer of resistant armor mutated by the Abyss energy, only a few very shallow white marks remained.

"It's useless... we can't pierce through..."

An A-Rank Talent majoring in fire magic lowered his hands in despair.

His Dantian was completely dried up; he couldn't squeeze out even a spark.

The backlash from forcibly overdrawing his spiritual energy made his vision go black, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood, collapsing onto the gravel-covered ground, convulsing all over.

"I'm out of mana! I can't hold them off!"

"My hands are shaking, I can't form the seals..."

As the spiritual energy of the back-row magic students was rapidly drained, they fell one by one, spitting blood, and the defensive line lost its only long-range fire suppression.

The charging speed of the beast horde instantly increased.

The distance between the two sides was closed to a brutal, close-quarters melee.

"Front row! Raise your shields! Use your lives to hold the line!"

A boy holding a greatsword roared.

Dozens of heavy defense-type students gritted their teeth, raised the alloy heavy shields in their hands, and braced themselves with their shoulders, colliding head-on with the surging beast tide.

"Boom!"

The collision of flesh and sharp claws.

"Snap—"

Under the impact of the 3rd Order beasts, the alloy shields lasted less than two seconds before being torn apart like fragile pieces of paper.

The Demon Wolf's claws pierced directly through the shield and stabbed fiercely into a boy's chest.

"Ah—!"

The boy let out a shrill scream, and he was flung into mid-air along with his shield.

The Demon Wolf opened its blood-stained maw, bit into his upper body, and shook it with force.

Blood splattered down like rain.

A huge gap was instantly torn in the defensive line.

"Fill the gap! Quickly, fill the gap!"

There were no tactics left, no formations.

The students could only step on their companions' corpses, using broken blades, shattered swords, and even their own flesh and blood to plug that gap.

In just ten minutes, the edge of the highland was completely dyed dark crimson with blood.

"Roar!!!"

Just at the most critical point of the front line, a sudden change occurred.

A behemoth over six meters long, covered in gray-white rock spikes, smashed into the crowd like an out-of-control heavy bulldozer!

A 3rd Order Advanced beast—Earth-Splitting Demon Bear!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Demon Bear swung its rock-covered giant paw, which was the size of a tabletop, and with just one sweep, the three heavy Martial Artists blocking its path, along with their alloy shields, were instantly pulverized.

The three of them sprayed blood wildly and flew backward, their fate unknown.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! It's a 3rd Order Advanced!" someone shouted in terror.

The Demon Bear, with red eyes, locked onto Su Chen, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed not far ahead, and began to charge, striding forward with its thick hind legs.

"Stop right there!"

A wild, bestial roar that didn't sound human at all exploded from the side of the Demon Bear.

Jiang Feng was covered in blood, and his vest had long been torn to shreds.

His eyes were blood-red, and instead of retreating, he charged directly toward the six-meter-tall Earth-Splitting Demon Bear.

"Titan Giant Bear! Iron Block!"

Jiang Feng burned the Qi and blood of a Tier 1 Martial Artist within his body to the limit, and the phantom of the giant bear behind him became so solid that it seemed about to burst out of his body.

A blue-gray metallic luster covered his skin and flesh tightly.

Two "Giant Bears"—one was a human Bloodline phantom, and the other was a true monster of the Abyss.

On this narrow highland, the most primitive, most bloody melee unfolded!

"Boom!"

Jiang Feng, like a cannonball fired from a chamber, slammed heavily into the abdomen of the Earth-Splitting Demon Bear.

The Demon Bear staggered from the impact and let out a furious roar.

It raised its right claw, covered in rock spikes, and smashed it down fiercely toward Jiang Feng's shoulder.

"Puchi!"

Even with [Iron Block] protecting his body, in the face of the absolute strength of a 3rd Order Advanced beast, his defense was still torn apart.

The sharp rock claws instantly pierced through Jiang Feng's left shoulder, stabbing deep into the bone, pinning him firmly to the ground.

"Fatty!" the students in the back exclaimed.

"Don't come over!"

Jiang Feng spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale.

But he didn't let go; instead, he used his remaining right arm and legs to wrap tightly around the Demon Bear's thick waist like an octopus.

"You want to pass... you'll have to chew me up first!"

A hint of extreme madness flashed in Jiang Feng's eyes.

He opened his blood-filled mouth and, without hesitation, bit down hard on the Demon Bear's neck, where there was no rock coverage!

"Rip!"

With this bite, he used all his strength and actually tore a large chunk of bloody flesh and skin from the neck of this 3rd Order beast!

"Roar!!!"

The Earth-Splitting Demon Bear, in pain, let out a truly miserable roar.

It swung its other claw wildly, smashing it again and again onto Jiang Feng's back.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dull thuds made one's scalp tingle.

Jiang Feng's back was smashed into a bloody pulp, his internal organs were severely damaged, and blood gushed from his mouth as if it were worthless.

But he just wouldn't let go, wouldn't release his grip.

With his severely wounded body, he turned into a human iron cage, refusing to retreat a single step, dragging this giant beast—the greatest threat to the defensive line—firmly in place.

For the sake of the person behind him.

To buy even ten more seconds of time for the Breakthrough.

And all around Jiang Feng, a tragic battle was playing out in every corner.

The scions of great families, who once stood high above others and schemed against each other for rankings in the arena, had now completely abandoned their past grievances.

Without the protection of Family experts, without the shelter of their elders.

They finally understood that in the face of this cruel Abyss, the status they were so proud of was as fragile as paper.

"Young Master Li, look out!"

To push the young master of a noble Family beside him out of the way, a commoner student had his thigh bitten by a Shadow Demon Wolf and was dragged toward the beast horde.

"Wang Qiang!"

The A-Rank wind-type Talent named Young Master Chen's eyes instantly turned red.

He usually looked down on these commoners the most, but just a moment ago, it was this commoner who saved his life.

At this moment, two massive, foul-smelling 4th Order "Rot-Poison Wyvern" were using the advantage of low-altitude hovering to prepare to spray poison onto the most densely packed area of the formation.

If this poison was sprayed down, the defensive line would instantly collapse.

"Damn it... I've never owed a poor person a favor in my life!"

Young Master Chen gritted his teeth until they cracked, gripped the notched longsword in his hand, and squeezed out every last bit of wind-type spiritual energy remaining in his body.

"Wind God Step!"

Young Master Chen turned into a cyan stream of light, abandoning all defense; he didn't go to save the commoner, but instead forcibly launched himself into the air, charging straight at the two Rot-Poison Wyverns in mid-air!

"You worms up there! Look at your grandpa here!"

Young Master Chen let out a desperate and mad roar in mid-air, his longsword slashing fiercely toward the eye of one of the Wyverns.

This sudden attack successfully attracted the aggro of the two 4th Order beasts.

The Wyverns abandoned their poison spray, their massive wings flapping violently.

The speed was too fast.

"Snap!"

The first Wyvern's claws, which were like forged steel, grabbed Young Master Chen's left leg with extreme precision in mid-air.

Immediately after, the second Wyvern whistled past, its sharp claws gripping his right leg tightly.

The two 4th Order beasts pulled violently in opposite directions in mid-air.

"Ahhhhhh—!!!"

A scream of extreme misery tore through the blood-colored sky.

A dignified A-Rank Talent, a Family Genius with a promising future, was torn alive into two halves in mid-air by the two Wyverns.

A rain of blood, mixed with shattered internal organs, poured down like a torrential downpour.

It landed on the faces of every student below who was still struggling to hold on.

They wiped the hot blood from their faces.

There was no time to cry, no time to grieve.

"Fill the gap! The front row is wiped out, the back row move up!"

A boy holding an iron rod stepped on the severed half of Young Master Chen's corpse, his eyes red as he filled the gap in the front.

One fell.

Another filled in.

One after another, the Geniuses who were once bright, shiny, and high-spirited fell continuously in this desperate meat grinder, like the cheapest consumables, turning into mud in the pool of blood.

Every person who fell.

Every desperate swing of a blade.

Was only to give the boy in the very center of the highland, who sat with his eyes closed as if in a furnace, with blood beads oozing from his body.

A little more time, even just one second, for his Breakthrough.