Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4052: Four Hundred

Chapter 4052: Four Hundred

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The victor could become an official disciple of the Battle God Palace, then what about the loser?

Wanhe didn't answer immediately. Instead, he swept his gaze across everyone's faces before saying, "The Battle God Palace doesn't need weaklings. Losers are naturally disposed of."

Disposed of?

Everyone's hearts clenched. How should they deal with this?

There was no need to say anything else. They all understood, because the Battle God Palace would definitely not allow outsiders to leave alive, and reveal the secret of where the Battle God Palace was located.

-There was no Galaxy Network signal here. Even if everyone's reaction was slightly slower, after they had calmed down, they would immediately connect to Galaxy Network.

All of a sudden, a strong fighting spirit rose up in everyone, and they felt that everyone around them was filled with malice.

These were all competitors!

"There are a total of... 739 of you now." Wanhe's expression was cold, without a trace of emotion, "I'll give you three days' time. No matter what method you use, there can only be 400 people alive. If this number is exceeded, I will move, and randomly choose a few people to kill, right until the number is reduced to 400."

Hearing these words, everyone's hearts constricted violently.

This kind of elimination battle was a little too cruel, wasn't it? It actually had to be decided with life and death.

"Now, you guys can leave here." Wan He said, "In these three days, you guys can hide, or join forces with others. You can do anything. However, let me make things clear first. If there are more than four hundred people alive in three days, I'll start killing those who haven't killed anyone."

He turned around and left. In front of him, a stone door silently opened, and instantly, light was transmitted in. It was brightly lit.

Everyone hurriedly exited the stone chamber, only to see that this was a forest covered with greenery and red pines. It was like a utopia.

Unfortunately, the beautiful scenery couldn't change the fact that this was the Battle God Palace, an organization of assassins.

"Now... the countdown begins!" Wanhe stated calmly. His figure floated in midair, exuding a faint brilliance, as if he was a god.

Instantly, the crowd was divided into two groups. One group was led by Sima Dong, and the other group was led by Han Yue. Of course, there were also lone warriors like Ling Han, but there were only three of them.

At this time, it was clearly an advantage of greater numbers.

"Retreat first!" Han Yue said. If an intense battle broke out with Sima Dong's camp at this time, who knew what kind of massive losses would be caused. In fact, even he could possibly die here.

Since he only needed to get rid of over three hundred people, there seemed to be no need for such a fierce battle, right?

Sima Dong looked meaningfully at Han Yue, a smile appearing at the corners of his lips, and said, "Let's retreat too."

"Wait!" A person suddenly said. It was one of the three lone warriors, but it was not Ling Han. Ling Han was surprised, and looked towards that person. He saw that this was a young man that looked weathered and cold. Though he was only standing very casually, he exuded an incredibly fierce feeling, like a sharp sword that had been unsheathed.

"Who do you think you are? Just because you say to wait, we wait?" Someone jumped out, pointing at the young man.

That young man bared his teeth in a grin. It was clearly a grin, but it caused a chill to rise up from the bottom of one's heart.

Shua, everyone felt their vision blur, and then saw that the person who had jumped out to rebuke him had already been split into two.

The aloof young man raised his hand, and with a light blow, a drop of blood fell.

He revealed a smile like a god of death, placed his sword on his shoulder, and said, "There is no need to go to so much trouble. I will begin to kill people now. Once I have killed enough, this boring game would naturally end."

Pa, he had just finished saying these words, when the person that he had killed fell onto the ground, one half on the left and one half on the right, blood gushing all over the ground. "Hahaha, what a joke!" Another person jumped out, "You are only one person, so how could it be that you want to kill a hundred people?"

Sima Dong looked towards Han Yue, and Han Yue just happened to look over. The two of them nodded in an indiscernible manner.

"Let's attack together and kill this person!"

"This person is far too vicious. He kills people at every turn, so let's kill him together!"

The two of them spoke at the same time, instantly forming an alliance.

-This young man was clearly a troublemaker, and was not easily controlled at all. Furthermore, his abilities were incredibly powerful. Thus, it was best not to have any plans of forming an alliance with him, and just kill him first.

Instantly, several hundred people rushed out at the same time, charging towards that cold young man.

Hundreds of people against one, and everyone's cultivation level was similar, so what did they have to fear?

Not only was the aloof young man unafraid, he even revealed a smile, as if he was anticipating

a feast of blood.

'Die!'

His figure flashed, and took the initiative to greet the crowd.

Shua, shua, shua! Sword light flashed, and one after another, they were cut into two halves. Furthermore, they were all halved vertically, and not severed at the middle.

In just a few breaths' time, thirteen people were killed by this cold-looking young man, and he himself was completely unharmed.

This did not seem like a battle of equal cultivation levels at all, but rather a one-sided slaughter like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep.

In the sky, Wanhe was indeed just watching coldly from the sidelines. He had no intention of interfering at all. Furthermore, he even revealed a cruel smile, as if he was enjoying this scene

of slaughter.

In the first place, they were a motley crowd, a team that had been temporarily put together. With such a massacre, their morale instantly dropped drastically. The majority of them did not have the heart to continue fighting. Faced with such a sharp sword, they did not want to die under the sword.

Sima Dong and Han Yue exchanged a glance, and the two of them nodded again. At this time, if the two of them did not step forward to stabilize the morale of the army, it would be easy to

lead the team.

Thus, in the next instant, the two of them rushed up at the same time, and joined forces to battle the cold young man.

Ding, ding, ding! This time, the cold young man's sword was finally blocked.

"Long live!"

"Boss is mighty!"

When everyone saw this, their confidence instantly soared. As long as someone could block

the cold young man head-on, the advantage of having more people would be displayed. If they attacked together, it would somehow eventually kill the cold young man. "Haha, you think you can stand against so many people on your own? How naive!" Han Yue

said with a cold chuckle.

"How preposterous!" Sima Dong also said.

The aloof young man revealed a cold smile, "A few clowns dare to boast shamelessly!"

He slanted the blade of his sword slightly, and then delivered another slash. Instantly, the

sword light was as bright as thirty thousand meters.

Inconceivable, his battle prowess had actually increased greatly again.

Han Yue and Sima Dong did not dare to face this head-on, and hurriedly retreated. Otherwise,

it was possible that they would be severely injured.

The two of them had already retreated, so how could the others withstand it?

The cold-looking young man took advantage of the opening to commit a massacre. Blood splattered madly, and one after another, they were cut into two halves. There were also some traces of blood on his face, which made him look even more hideous and terrifying.

However, he did not stretch out his hand to wipe away the traces of blood. Instead, he licked them with his tongue, and even showed an expression of enjoyment.

What a freakish guy.