523 He Is Hell (2)
As soon as the middle-aged Pawn spoke, heavy breathing rang out from all the cages in the surroundings. Numerous gazes that were filled with cruelty and madness looked at Xu Qing in unison, as though they wanted to use their gazes to tear Xu Qing into pieces.
In their eyes, Xu Qing appeared as a delicious and tender snack, arousing their sadistic tendencies. After all, the prospect of relative freedom and not being locked up for a month was something they craved intensely.
Even though they knew that those who could become Pawns weren’t simple, the fact there were so many of them boosted their courage.
Moreover, every one of them were grave sinners who had killed many humans. They were locked up here and tortured day and night, but their hostility hadn’t been completely obliterated.
Moreover, Xu Qing’s beautiful appearance caused them to be even more excited. Coupled with their hatred for the Sword Holders, all of this immediately caused the ferocious atmosphere here to boil with increasingly hurried breathing.
Seeing this, the middle-aged Pawn smiled and looked at Xu Qing.
“Kid, this is the rule of our Prison Department. All new Pawns have to suppress an area. If you fail, you can only be an assistant to others and can’t be qualified to be a Pawn.”
“Only those who succeed are qualified to guard a cell. I wish you a good time. Let us see how many you can kill.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs he spoke, the middle-aged Pawn walked to the side of the cell’s gate. After he stood beside the other pawns, he waved his right hand. Immediately, creaking sounds echoed as the cages in the cell were opened.
At the same time, the shackles on these criminals that suppressed their cultivation bases were unlocked.
Waves of Golden Core aura erupted.
Most of the people imprisoned in Area D were Golden Core cultivators.
Although the spirit energy in them was weakened due to the long-term suppression, the hundred of them with their respective methods, as well the ferocious aura emanating from them, made it impossible for anyone except for a high-level Sword Holder with a strong will to be able to resist their ferocity.
Moreover, there were many among them who were good at physical combat. This made the battle more difficult from a conventional point of view.
At that moment, these criminals rushed out one after another.
Some were fast, some were slow, some rushed head on and were about to attack. Some were good at observing, some had terrifying bodies, and some had astonishing spells.
Like a group of demons dancing wildly, the ferocious beasts were released from their cages and headed straight for Xu Qing.
As for Xu Qing, who was standing in the center of the vast space, he was like a little lamb that could be torn apart and played into pieces by them.
This scene caused the expressions of the Pawns at the entrance of the cell to reveal playfulness.
All of them had experienced this before, so they were looking forward to seeing the newbie experience all of this. Of course, if Xu Qing faced life and death, they would naturally make a move.
This was just a tradition, not bullying and killing among Pawns.
“Kid, remember to beg for mercy if you can’t handle it. If it’s too late, we won’t have time to save you,” the middle-aged Pawn said with a smile.
Xu Qing nodded and rushed forward, heading straight for the first nonhuman in full armor who had arrived in front of him.
Amidst the savage grin of the nonhuman, Xu Qing ruthlessly slammed into it.
With a loud bang, the nonhuman’s smile froze as it felt a violent force rushing toward it. Its body trembled, and blood spurted out. Just as horror appeared on its face, a dagger appeared in Xu Qing’s hand and he ruthlessly slit its neck.
The force was so great that the head flew up and blood splattered out like a fountain.
At the next moment, Xu Qing suddenly retreated and collided with another nonhuman. Before the nonhuman could react, the dagger in Xu Qing’s hand stabbed behind him continuously.
After that, it slashed upward, from its abdomen to its glabella.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe then crouched down and dodged the spell that whistled over his head, then rushed toward the third nonhuman. He bent his knees and leaped up, directly colliding with the other party’s face.
The nonhuman could only let out a short scream before its head shattered.
The blood that gushed out in the surroundings sounded like a gurgling stream, and the sound of the falling bodies echoed with a thud. The gates of hell seemed to have been opened, unleashing a demon of slaughter.
Xu Qing had attacked too quickly. Before most could react, Xu Qing’s speed suddenly erupted and he appeared in front of a four-armed nonhuman with a crystal gem on its forehead.
This nonhuman looked violent and had a powerful body. Its four arms clenched into fists as it tried to punch Xu Qing.
However, Xu Qing was much faster. He grabbed one of the nonhuman’s arms and his powerful physical strength erupted. As the nonhuman’s expression changed, its arm was guided by a huge force and directly blasted into its body.
Blood spurted out. The instant its expression changed to one of horror, Xu Qing’s right hand turned translucent and pierced into its chest, breaking through its four Heavenly Palaces.
Under the gaze of everyone in the surroundings, Xu Qing dragged out four dim golden cores that were still connected to the nonhuman’s flesh. He crushed them all and absorbed them into his body.
Xu Qing picked up the nonhuman’s large body and threw it to the side toward another group, before rushing toward another nonhuman.
He pierced the nonhuman’s throat with his fingers. He then took out its golden cores and absorbed them. i????????????ea????. ????????????
Next was the eighth, twelfth, seventeenth…
The criminals finally started realizing how terrifying Xu Qing was. All of them started to cooperate with each other. Some got close, and some cast spells from further away.
They formed an inescapable net.
However, Xu Qing’s speed was too fast and his body was astonishingly powerful. Seeing that the spells in the surroundings were about to reach him, the Golden Crow manifested and let out a cry, resisting the spells from dozens of criminals.