stjorthotic Chapter 10 Without morality, there is no kidnapping
Chapter 10 Without morality, there is no kidnapping
On Luanfeng Peak.
Corpses were everywhere.
The divine decree, now devoid of divine power, was completely suppressed by the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.
Shi Ziling quickly cleaned up the battlefield, taking away the Wind Bag, the Divine Drum, and some powerful treasures.
Although he had system rewards and looked down on these Spirit Transformation and Inscription Realm treasures, they were good for giving to Shi Hao as toys.
He left the place and continued walking, soon arriving at an open area.
This is the core area of the battlefield of a hundred races, where a huge stone platform stands across the wasteland.
This stone platform has existed for countless millennia. Its surface is stained dark red with blood, and is covered with mottled knife marks and sword holes.
Around the stone platform stood nine thick stone pillars, their shafts covered with ancient runes, faintly radiating spatial fluctuations.
All living beings that enter the battlefield of a hundred races can fight here.
The winner lives, the loser dies.
On the stone platform, two figures were constantly colliding, bursting out divine light. Runes appeared in patches, colliding repeatedly and making explosions.
Shi Ziling knew that this was not the arena leading to that passage.
Those ten levels will match you with corresponding opponents, instead of allowing you to go up on your own like you do now.
He stood below, watching the two fight on the stage.
The person on the left was engulfed in flames, and in front of him, the flames transformed into a phoenix, letting out a roar, accompanied by rolling flames and heat waves, making the surrounding temperature even higher.
The opponent was a powerful ancient remnant species, its body radiating blood-red light and surrounded by runes, running through the flames as if completely unaffected.
"This ancient ferocious beast is too powerful! The Marquis of the Fire Kingdom's flames can melt mountains, yet it has no effect on it."
"This is the ancient ferocious beast Fei Yi, whose bloodline is close to pure blood. It is naturally skilled at controlling fire. If the Marquis of the Fire Kingdom were to face it, his skills would be diminished."
"Bad luck."
The crowd was abuzz with discussion, and none of them had a high opinion of the Marquis of Huoguo.
"This fat relic is quite good; it would make delicious snake soup."
Shi Ziling's commentary.
"Who are you? How dare you spout such arrogant words, treating an ancient remnant species as a meal?"
Someone nearby heard this and frowned, scolding them.
"Shiziling".
Shi Ziling said calmly.
"Never heard of it."
The man scoffed.
"If you haven't heard of him, then you should die. You're so ignorant. This is a prodigy from the capital of the Stone Kingdom, a genius of the Martial King's Mansion."
Someone nearby recognized Shi Ziling and immediately introduced him.
"Is he the son of that great demon god?"
"Was it the Martial King's Mansion that gave birth to the child with double pupils?"
Everyone was amazed, but not because of Shi Ziling.
The title of "Imperial Capital Prodigy" is still too weak compared to "Great Demon God" and "Double Pupils".
However, some people disagreed and mocked, "The Great Demon God is the Great Demon God, but his son may not be that strong."
"That's right, this is a battlefield of a hundred races. Even if a great demon god came, he might not be able to come out on top."
Shi Ziling said calmly, "If you're not convinced, come up on stage and accept your death."
"you!!"
"Arrogant!"
Those around him were so angry they gritted their teeth.
boom!
A loud bang came from the arena. As everyone expected, the Marquis of the Fire Kingdom was suppressed by the fat remnant and was sent flying with one move, half of his body was burned.
Fei Yi stepped on the Fire Kingdom Marquis, opened his mouth and sucked in the essence and blood within his body, swallowing it into his stomach.
It let out a burp, a look of satisfaction on its face, and shouted:
"Who else!"
The crowd below looked at each other, none of them willing to accept the challenge.
This is a powerful ancient remnant species with extremely strong abilities. Moreover, it has just killed a king, making it incredibly intimidating.
"Are you all useless trash? With this kind of courage, you dare to enter the battlefield of the Hundred Races?"
Fei Yi mocked.
"Shi Ziling, didn't you just say you were going to kill this fat relic and make it into a bowl of snake soup? Go get it!"
"That's right! Go for it, genius of the capital, show your strength!"
"To bring glory to our race!"
Someone was stirring things up, trying to get Shi Ziling to go up and fight that fat remnant.
Regardless of who wins or loses, they suffer no loss.
The fat relic on the stage also heard the voices below, and his gaze passed over the crowd and landed on Shi Ziling.
"So it was you who said you wanted to kill me and make snake soup?"
It spewed two streams of flame from its nostrils, and its eyes were also blazing.
"Come up here! Prepare to die!"
Shi Ziling sneered, "It's just a bowl of snake soup, yet you dare to spout such nonsense."
He didn't go up directly, but turned to look at the people fanning the flames.
"I don't care who you are. If you want to stir up trouble and make me fight this fat snake, you'll have to bear my wrath first."
"What?"
"What do you want to do?"
"Shi Ziling, don't do anything reckless! You're making enemies for the Wu Prince's Mansion!"
The powerful figures around them roared angrily, mobilizing their inner strength, ready to attack at any moment.
"It's not me making enemies of the Prince Wu's Mansion, it's you who want to be my enemy!"
Shi Ziling moved. He didn't even use his three-pointed double-edged sword; he moved through the crowd with just his fists.
boom!
A person was punched in the chest, the protective runes shattered instantly, ribs were crushed, and the fist pierced through the body and emerged from the back.
He was the one who stirred things up the most, trying to morally blackmail Shi Ziling.
If it were anyone else, they might have been forced to fight by this person.
Unfortunately, he encountered Shi Ziling.
A person who has paid tuition and miscellaneous fees for many years and has been exposed to the harsh realities of life cannot be kidnapped.
Without morality, one cannot be held hostage.
Anyone who tries to use moral blackmail deserves to die.
So, this person died.
Shi Ziling punched him through the chest, and when the second punch landed, his upper body exploded completely, turning into pieces of flesh.
"Shi Ziling, you are betraying humanity!"
"How could you lay a hand on us? We were just saying a few words of justice."
"We'll fight you to the death!"
The group began to unleash their powerful weapons and techniques to fight against Shi Ziling.
"Do you really think we're afraid of you?"
Someone roared and unleashed a throwing knife, incredibly fast and sharp, arriving at Shi Ziling's side in an instant, like lightning.
when!
The throwing knife struck Shi Ziling in the chest, producing a metallic clang, but it couldn't advance an inch.
"How is that possible!"
The man's face changed color, and he exclaimed in surprise.
He was a powerful expert at the Inscription Realm, and this flying knife was a treasure he had refined over many years. Even a marquis wouldn't dare say he could easily catch it.
But now, it can't even pierce this man's skin.
"My God! Is his physical body some kind of King's Treasure? How can he be so powerful?!"
"He must have used some kind of magic. Let's all attack together; he won't last long."
The crowd shouted.
"A bunch of useless troublemakers."
Shi Ziling didn't even use any special techniques. He charged into the crowd and, with just his iron fists, smashed their magical artifacts, crushed their special techniques, and killed all those who were stirring up trouble.
The other passersby quickly made way, their eyes filled with apprehension as they looked at Shi Ziling.
No one dared to stir up trouble any further.
This guy is a monster; whoever stirs up trouble will suffer his wrath.
Shi Ziling stood amidst the pile of corpses, looking towards the arena.
"Fat snake, get ready to be cooked!"