Absolute Death Game-Chapter 458 - 48 Evil God_3

Yet this peace lasted only for the duration of an incense stick burning; Xiao Buli saw several zombies cleaning up the battlefield, approaching a still alive Serpent Demon to deliver a blow, particularly around the front of the green-capped monster. Most of the Serpent Demons hadn’t yet breathed their last, and about a dozen grotesque behemoths were gathering on a patch of land that had been dyed green.

Suddenly, Xiao Buli sensed a piercing roar next to his ears. Instinctively looking toward the source of the sound, he saw an older-looking Serpent Demon at the cave entrance he had entered earlier, its mouth wide open, screeching in agony. Around Xiao Buli, the twenty or so Serpent Demons that had just been at the battlefield had unexpectedly descended, and were now gathering beside the twenty-some stone statues closest to the cave entrance on the side of the road. The massive roar that Xiao Buli heard was the vibration caused by their simultaneous shrieking. For a moment, Xiao Buli was perplexed; observing these Serpent Demons’ actions, they didn’t seem to be desperately attacking. Were they using their voices to warn him?

But with all the Serpent Demons killed, wasn’t that laughable? Since his True Yuan points were so low, Xiao Buli didn’t rush to get up and slaughter them. Instead, he sat on the ground, quietly observing the changes, disbelieving that these sluggish Serpent Demons could alter the situation on the field.

Suddenly, the Serpent Demons all simultaneously raised their sharp claws and plunged them into their own throats.

Mass suicide?? Not much fighting spirit, Xiao Buli pondered in confusion. But the next second, he suddenly exclaimed, "Not good."

Xiao Buli quickly understood that the strange behavior of these Serpent Demons was too much like a ritual, a sacrificial ritual, and they themselves were the offerings. In his consciousness, he hastily ordered the zombies to disrupt the ritual, but it was still a step too late.

As the blood of the Serpent Demons flowed onto the ground beneath the stone statues, a huge Magic Formation appeared on the ground, along with a bloody light barrier rising up.

An eerie voice suddenly reached Xiao Buli’s ears, the voice resembling the odd pronunciation of a deaf person. Because the deaf cannot hear their own speech, even though they know how to pronounce sounds, their articulation still sounds bizarre to others. At this moment, Xiao Buli felt as though he was listening to such a voice.

He strained to discern the message spoken by the voice.

"Unforgivable, you have harmed the great offspring of the Snake God, the descendants of the Barbarian Wilderness. You shall bear the curse of the true god Amara and receive punishment. Extend your hands, prepare to receive the Snake God’s punishment, bare your neck, get ready for the slaughtering blade. Your flesh and blood shall dye the land and forests red, and your soul shall suffer the punishment of Amara’s wrath, enduring the agony of hellfire day and night."

The message was lengthy and obscure, and Xiao Buli expended great effort to grasp the gist of it. However, having played many games, Xiao Buli understood that no matter the content of the message, it inevitably meant a battle was coming.

This realization took Xiao Buli’s spirits to rock bottom. If this were his heyday, regardless of whether he had triggered a dungeon or some ghostly encounter, he would have been confident in battling it out. But now, looking at his current state, with his True Yuan points nearly depleted, less than half of the dozen zombies capable of real combat remained, and his most reliable pet was doing who knows what in some pit and didn’t seem to intend on coming up any time soon.

Yet events unfolded contrary to his wishes. As Xiao Buli was at a loss, the Array activated, and the stone statues in front of the Serpent Demons suddenly began to move. The stone statues came to life??

The first thought in Xiao Buli’s heart was, could these stone statues be alive? Having seen the stone statue guardians and stone Divine Dragons in the Immortal Realm, Xiao Buli could make this conjecture. But on closer examination, Xiao Buli’s heart sank. The reason the stone statues were moving didn’t seem to be of their own volition but rather due to the vines at their bases that, following the activation of the Array, suddenly became thicker and no longer bore their previous emerald color but gradually turned a brownish-green.

If it were just these vines, perhaps Xiao Buli wouldn’t need to worry too much—after all, he had clashed with these vines when he first arrived at this place, and they were not that lethal.

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Now having some idea about the situation, Xiao Buli didn’t rise. He remained seated on the ground, seizing every moment to recover Physical Strength; of course, he could also eat something to recover, but after days of travel through this primeval forest, Xiao Buli’s food supply had almost run out. Besides, he didn’t plan on eating the eerie Serpent Demons from the ground, so he decided to sit still and let the zombies confront them first.

While he planned this, the zombies had already charged forward. Although they couldn’t stop the Array from activating, grappling with these vines was still essential.

Swinging their claws, the zombies reached out to grab the vines that were originally twined around the roughly three-meter high stone statues. The vines suddenly surged, growing to about ten meters in height. The stone statues, without exception, were lifted to the side, and the Iron Corpses that had been preparing to strike at the vines did not seem to understand what was happening. They looked up dumbfoundedly at the plants which had suddenly become several times taller than themselves.

But those vines, thick as iron buckets, were evidently very different from what Xiao Buli had seen before. With a light bend of their branches, they deftly wrapped around one leg of an Iron Corpse, another coiling around its arm and head. A tug from both sides and the Iron Corpse instantly turned into a puff of black smoke, disappearing into the misty rain. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)