Chapter 41: The Final Hour, Blood Flows Like a River!

Chapter 41: The Final Hour, Blood Flows Like a River!



Countless aberrations surrounded Zhao Zheng, each one a nuisance he was determined to eliminate. Leading the pack was the sheriff, whose presence only served to infuriate Zhao Zheng. With a swift and unapologetic strike, Zhao Zheng slapped the sheriff with all his might.

"Bam!" The air reverberated with the force of the blow.

The sheriff's head and upper body instantly disintegrated into a cloud of blood mist, leaving only a pair of legs behind.

Immortality and weaknesses were of no concern to Zhao Zheng; his strength attribute now stood at 300 points, thirty times that of an ordinary person. This meant that flesh and blood were as fragile as paper before him.

With a casual strike, Zhao Zheng could explode an aberration.

However, the sheer number of aberrations rushing towards him was overwhelming. As he dispatched one sheriff, more aberrations pounced.

Zhao Zheng had no interest in engaging with these pests any longer. His sole focus was to swiftly end the life of the Marquis, ensuring no opportunity for a comeback.

"Boom!" Zhao Zheng's legs propelled him into the air, causing the ground beneath him to cave in. With a powerful leap, he shot out of the encirclement.

This move proved incredibly effective.

By the time he landed, the aberrations were far behind him.

Without a second glance, Zhao Zheng transformed into a thunderbolt, chasing after the Marquis in the direction of his escape.

The Marquis's speed was astonishing, akin to an enhanced cheetah. In the blink of an eye, he was out of sight...

Jiang Hebin, Chen Kai, and the others were left stunned.

The aberrations, now without Zhao Zheng as their target, turned their crimson gaze towards Song Haitang and the rest.

The ritual was not yet complete.

If they couldn't offer the sacrifice soon, angering the Moon Goddess Clan, their fate was sealed.

Chen Kai immediately shouted, "Prepare for battle!"

Song Haitang, quick to decide, declared, "We'll hold on for a bit longer! Zhao Zheng will be back soon!!"

At her words, everyone's spirits lifted.

Previously, each person had worn an expression of despair and anger.

Now, with the image of that powerful and ferocious man in their minds, hope filled their eyes.

They would endure, awaiting the man's return, for it meant their salvation.

One of the Sanzi laughed heartily, "Let's take advantage and kill some more aberrations while we can. Once that man returns, there won't be any left for us..."

...

Minutes later, as the group fought the aberrations, a howl echoed from within the city.

"Ow—" The sound was piercing.

It was undoubtedly the Marquis monster's howl, but this time, it lacked its former grandeur and instead carried a tone of pain and misery.

Moments later, Zhao Zheng returned from the city, appearing before the group.

In one hand, he held a battle sword he had casually picked up from a nearby ironware shop.

In the other, he gripped a monster's skull—the very skull of the Marquis monster.

Despite being reduced to just a head, the Marquis monster was still alive, its eyes retaining their unstareable quality, fixated on Zhao Zheng.

It seemed the Marquis wanted to speak, but Zhao Zheng gave it no chance. He tossed the skull to the ground and stomped on it with his foot.

"Bang!"

The skull shattered into four pieces, its blackened brain matter spilling out like a smashed watermelon.

This time, the Marquis monster was truly dead.

Zhao Zheng received a task progress notification.

However, he showed no joy, only disgust.

His shoes were dirty...

He tried to scrape the dirt off with his foot but to no avail. With a shrug, he decided to ignore it.

After exiting the Spirit Realm, his body would automatically be cleansed.

Zhao Zheng's gaze swept over the numerous aberrations, and he raised the battle sword in his right hand.

He had brought this sword specifically to make it easier to harvest the aberrations!

After all, fists weren't as sharp as blades.

Tonight, he would slaughter all the aberrations in the city and let the Spirit Realm flow with blood!

...

An hour later...

...

At the city gate, countless aberrations lay dead, their bodies torn apart and blood splattered everywhere. The air was thick with the stench of death and the aura of slaughter. Some aberrations were fortunate enough to have their bodies intact, but the more unfortunate ones were cleaved in two by Zhao Zheng's blade, from head to toe.

Zhao Zheng's sword skills were not particularly refined, and one could even say they lacked any semblance of technique.

But it didn't matter!

His strength was immense!

With each swing of his sword, he would slay any god that stood in his way! The Sanzi man's words from earlier rang true.

Once Zhao Zheng started his massacre, no one else could get a share of the action.

In just over an hour, the thousands of aberrations at the city gate were all butchered by Zhao Zheng.

Having slain so many aberrations, Zhao Zheng himself was now enveloped in a dense killing aura.

He resembled a god of slaughter, causing Jiang Hebin, Chen Kai, and the others to swallow nervously, fearing that the man's bloodlust would drive him to kill even them...

"Zhao Zheng!"

Song Haitang's voice snapped Zhao Zheng back to his senses.

"Hmm? Haitang, are you guys injured?"

"We're fine, but I'm worried about you..."

"What could possibly be wrong with me?"

Zhao Zheng replied with a smile, then raised his sword and continued with a menacing tone, "Let's go and wipe out the rest of the aberrations in the city!"

"Zhao Zheng!!"

Song Haitang suddenly shouted.

Zhao Zheng was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Haitang, what's wrong?"

"You've killed enough! Put down your sword!"

The girl spoke softly, her eyes filled with concern.

She genuinely feared that Zhao Zheng's excessive slaughter might have affected his mental state.

Such situations were not uncommon in the Spirit Realm.

"Enough?"

Zhao Zheng scanned the area, and it was only then that he realized the extent of his killing spree...

He had indeed been in a bloodthirsty frenzy earlier, not feeling much at all.

"Yes! The rewards in the Spirit Realm have a limit, and you've already surpassed the highest cap. Killing more won't increase your rewards."

As Song Haitang spoke, she approached Zhao Zheng.

When she reached him, she gently took the large sword from his hand.

Seeing the worry on her delicate face, Zhao Zheng smiled.

He handed the sword to her and said, "Don't worry, Haitang. My mindset was affected for a moment, but I'm fine now."

"That's good. You've been fighting for so long; you must be tired. Let's go somewhere else to rest for a while!"

Song Haitang spoke, but deep down, she didn't believe him.

Typically, those with mental issues wouldn't admit to having a problem!

...

Moments later, the group returned to the tavern to rest.

Soon after they left, two groups of Extraordinary Beings quietly approached the city gate.

The commotion earlier had been too loud earlier, and the terrifying roars had kept them at bay.

Only when the noise completely subsided did they dare to come and investigate.

Upon witnessing the scene at the city gate, everyone was horrified!

The ground was littered with aberration corpses, and blood flowed like a river.

It was like a scene from Hell on Earth!

"What happened here...?"

...

This chapter is a bonus, but the monthly votes and donations didn't meet the requirements for an extra chapter... Sigh! I have so many chapters stockpiled; I really want to continue releasing more. What should I do?

The next chapter will reveal that a certain big shot's guess was wrong...

(End of Chapter)

Chapter end