Poison God's Heritage

Chapter 686: Anger Management

The endless bodies of these creatures began creating a small hill underwater, where more and more beasts sacrificed their bodies to make it grow bigger.

With that, after some point in time, the moat was filled enough for the beasts to walk on top of their brethren's bodies.

Just as they sat foot on the other side of the moat, the turret above the fortress began rotating. Lead rained down killing any beast that didn't move too fast.

While other cannons aimed at the pile of corpses blowing them up and relieving the pressure, destroying the bridge made of corpses that soon was filled.

Faster creatures managed to bypass all the dangers from the exit of the portal, across the turrets that hadn't stopped firing their abilities, and even past the middle minigun turret, through the long row of manned cannon lines, and even across the poison field dodging every landmine in sight. They jumped over the corpse bridge and dodged the minigun.

Creatures that looked like foxes with horns on their heads, were blindingly fast. However, that speed that helped them bypass all of those dangers couldn't help them the moment they sat foot inside the fortress.

A formation of slowness acted up, and then an illusion formation followed immediately after, creating a deadly combination of dizziness and slowness. The beasts which pride themselves on speed couldn't help but feel like rats stuck on glue. As the inner fort turrets began shooting at them taking them out leisurely.

The wave pushed up against me more and more, but I wasn't keen on giving them any chance to overcome the hurdles I placed.

I abused the fact that I was earning more and more points rapidly to spam build more and more buildings. I needed to have as much firepower to force these things away.

However, one thing kept gnawing at me. The fact is that the stronger the base I make, the worse the next wave will be. So I had to be careful about making myself not too strong not to regret it later.

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"This is… quite brutal I might say," the commentator stated.

"Indeed, though for some reason, it feels that the wave Du Shen is facing is far more deadly than the waves the rest of the cultivators are fighting against," Eccentric Long said.

"It's not just a feeling, it actually is true. The number of enemies is at least ten times higher, is it because the overall power of Du Shen's base is high enough to sustain this many enemies?" Xiao Du said.

"Something like that, I honestly don't know. It does feel a bit… too overwhelming," The commentator said.

Suddenly the commentator's face snapped up, as he saw the Lord of Lords standing up with a look that could spill murder.

The Wisest Sun immediately rushed to his side, "Calm down old man…"

"You know well that this is not just!" the Lord of Lords said.

"I do, and we'll have a word with him once he is out, but for now, if you interfere it will give him a chance to disqualify Shen Bao," the Wisest Sun said.

"You expect me to stand down!" The Lord of Lords roared.

"I do! Actually, I really much do, because I can't stop that guy by myself!" the Wisest Sun pointed his finger toward the Red Sun's tower.

Murderous aura like never before, even far greater than the one he displayed against the Darkest Sun was pouring out of the tower of the Red Sun. It was so potent that the Dusking Sun had to interfere and stop it from spilling into the audience, which would have eradicated them to the last man.

The Lord of Lords took a long breath and said, "I'll make him pay for this, no matter how, when or where! Blasted half brain!" the Lord of Lords calmed down a bit and headed toward the Red Sun.

"I haven't been this pissed in a while," the red sun said.

"We know, don't make it a habbit," the Lord of Lords said. "So far, the audience doesn't know that Shen Bao is being oppressed by that bastard. We can't make it look like the Suns are playing favorites…"

"But I really want to show those assholes what it means to harass and touch what is not theirs!"

"Even the Darkest Sun is having a hard time accepting this," the Lord of Lords nudged with his head.

When the Red Sun saw the disgusted look on the Darkest Sun's face he knew that even that man, though interested in Shen Bao didn't harbor ill intention, but this obvious and ridiculous display of unfairness was something that couldn't be washed with a chug of wine.

"Seeing that so many of us are against this, should we stop this trial?" asked the Dusking Sun as he joined them.

"We can't. At least not during this wave, however, I'll make sure that he answers for this behavior. What compels him to do something like this is vague for me, but I cannot allow something this blatant to go without speaking my mind at lease," the Lord of Lords said.

"What the hell is going on now…" the Wisest Sun said as he was looking at the screen up ahead.

Thanks to Shen Bao's incredible layout of fortresses and buildings, not a single one of the beasts managed to bypass them. And soon the whole wave seemed to start dying down, almost signaling the end of the trial.

The stragglers and the weaker mobs began dying due to the poison spread along the field. But something that made the eyes of every one of the suns including the ones that didn't speak yet frown was that the four portals didn't actually close.

But released one more enemy from each side.

Something that looked like the corpse that Shen Bao killed earlier, only a bit different, it carried two cleavers one in each hands, and towered over the other corpse two heads over at least. They all released an aura far greater than anything that showed up on the field, and it was for Shen Bao to survive this.