Chapter 310: The Slaughter Arena

After finishing the communication with Wuka, 12 hours later, they arrived at Bafen Star.

Snowflakes danced in the air, and the cold was piercing.

The spaceship landed before a castle inside the warehouse base.

“Master.” The servant guards respectfully awaited at the base entrance.

“Hmm.” Luo Feng swiftly rushed out of the cabin, followed closely by Thunder God and Hong.

“The metal you ordered has already arrived and is stored in the warehouses,” the leader of the servant guards respectfully reported. “Additionally, a slave trader’s spacecraft has arrived, delivering three slaves.”

“Oh.” Luo Feng slightly nodded.

The refined metal was the perfect nourishment for the Gold-Horned Colossus at the Stellar level, capable of amplifying its evolutionary efficiency by eighty-ninefold! The previous batch of metal, which had cost over a hundred billion Black Dragon Coins, was nearly depleted, yet its enhancement had only reached fifty-one times.

Watching Luo Feng, Hong, and Thunder God enter the castle, the servant guard leader felt somewhat astonished. Previously, the master had always worn a smile, but why did he now exude such heavy killing intent?

Since the soul takeover, Luo Feng had inherently carried a deep-rooted aura of bloodthirst and killing intent. Previously, his wife and children had softened his murderous nature, along with his own restraint. Thus, he had always maintained a courteous and non-oppressive demeanor. One must recall that when Luo Feng first set out to sea and killed Sa Ge Nie He Lu and A Te Jin, that was Luo Feng without restraint!

This time, Luo Feng’s suppressed bloodthirsty killing intent could no longer be restrained.

At the top floor of the castle on Bafen Star.

It had been nearly nine hours since arriving on Bafen Star, and just before, the final five Stellar Level Nine slaves had been delivered.

“Three, do you want to return to Earth alone with these slaves? Don’t you need us to go with you?” Thunder God widened his eyes.

“Big Brother, Second Brother, this battle mainly relies on the Stellar Level Nine slaves. You and I are completely unable to participate. I’m going so I can command them more flexibly and quickly. If it weren’t for needing to command them, I wouldn’t even need to go myself.” Luo Feng explained.

Hong and Thunder God understood.

This battle was a confrontation between Stellar Level Nine opponents. One of them was a Stellar Level One, and the other was merely a Planetary Level Nine. Going would be tantamount to suicide!

“Three, be careful,” Thunder God couldn’t help but say.

“Don’t show off,” Hong also warned.

Luo Feng slightly nodded: “I’ll go first.” Ever since he learned that his wife and younger brother had been captured, he had been unable to contain himself, only waiting until now because he needed to wait for the eight slaves to arrive.

At the castle entrance.

Hong and Thunder God watched Luo Feng depart with eight Stellar Level Nine slaves aboard a spacecraft, disappearing into the horizon.

“Phew…” Thunder God exhaled a breath of warm air, looking at Hong beside him. “Feels bad, huh?”

“A bit.” Hong slightly raised his head, gazing in the direction where the spacecraft had disappeared.

“I feel bad too,” Thunder God sighed. “Back then, no matter what kind of danger we faced, we could always give it our all. But this time… from beginning to end, we couldn’t even get involved! This feeling of helplessness is truly… damn it! It feels awful!”

“It does feel awful!” Hong nodded.

Who were Hong and Thunder God?

For decades, they had always been at the peak of humanity on Earth! Whether during the Great Nirvana era or even the battle against the devouring beasts, they could always fight and give their best!

But this time… the calamity brought by the Norrins family, they were utterly unable to intervene!

“We’re too weak,” Hong muttered.

“Yeah, our strength is too weak,” Thunder God nodded. “Not only are we weak, but Three’s strength is also weak! Now we rely on the power of money… and our own martial prowess? Two Stellar Level Ones and one Planetary Level Nine. Compared to the Norrins family, we’re light-years apart!”

Hong muttered, “Let’s go to the virtual universe.”

“The virtual universe?” Thunder God was taken aback.

“The virtual universe is a realm where countless mighty beings from across the vast cosmos converge. We must forge a path that suits us!” declared Hong.

…

In the virtual universe.

Hong and Thunder God sat in a corner of a bar, while Hong used his intelligent light brain to search for information.

“How’s it going?” Thunder God asked eagerly.

“I found it, a place very suitable for martial artists to train.” Hong nodded slightly. “But this place is very expensive! Depending on one’s strength, the amount of money required varies, but it’s always exorbitant!”

“Three gifted each of us five hundred million Ganwu coins! That should suffice,” Thunder God swiftly declared.

“That’s enough. Five hundred million Qian Wu coins is a massive fortune,” Hong nodded. “But as our power grows, even five hundred million Qian Wu coins will eventually be exhausted.”

“What place is it?” Thunder God couldn’t help but ask.

“The Killing Field!”

Hong said slowly.

If martial artists want to improve their strength, should they just train hard? Unless they are like the Bakenians or the Gold-Horned Giant Beasts, whose natural bloodlines are powerful and destined to reach Domain Lords or Boundary Lords! But… for example, “Bakenians,” after becoming Domain Lords, they also need to go to great lengths and use various methods to break through.

Want to improve strength?

Fight!

Fighting is the best way! The best kind of fight is an equal battle! A fight that makes one feel the threat of death!

“Right, Big Brother. The time we improved our strength the fastest was during the Great Nirvana era because there were all kinds of monsters during that time. But after we surpassed all the monsters, our progress slowed down. In decades, we only improved by two or three levels.” Thunder God quickly said.

“Yeah.” Hong’s eyes also lit up.

Is a martial artist who doesn’t fight still a martial artist?

Hong and Thunder God indeed found a relatively correct path. “Fighting” is indeed an important route to improve strength, which is why more than 99% of powerful martial artists and mentalists join the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance. It’s also why places like the “Axe Battle Arena,” where every fight ends with one side’s death, remain popular!

Obtaining the title of “Cosmic Axe Warrior” means there’s a 50% chance of becoming a Domain Lord!

The normal probability of a Cosmic-level martial artist advancing to Domain Lord is extremely low.

“This is the Killing Field?” Hong and Thunder God entered a grand hall, which was as large as a city, though there weren’t many people inside.

“So grand.”

Thunder God couldn’t help but admire the giant “blood drop” backdrop in the hall.

“How could it not be magnificent? This place is exorbitantly expensive. As a Planetary Level Nine, I have to shell out a million Black Dragon Coins or seven hundred Qian Wu Coins per day. This is absolutely beyond the means of ordinary folk,” Hong couldn’t help but remark. A million Black Dragon Coins could purchase a massive warehouse base on Bafen Star.

Here, it’s only enough for one day!

“But still many people are willing to come.” Thunder God couldn’t help but say. “Didn’t you see the advertisement? You can set your own requirements for enemies.”

“Yeah, that’s what I like.” Hong took a deep breath.

The Killing Field!

This was a very luxurious place for battle. Payers could submit their own requirements to the “Virtual Universe System.” For example, Hong, who was at the Planetary Level Nine and at the Second Layer of Domain, could completely request an opponent at the Planetary Level Nine and at the Third Layer of Domain. It’s very hard to find suitable opponents in reality.

One could also request 100 Planetary Level Nine fighters to surround and attack him.

Such encounters are rare in reality but can be realized in the “Virtual Universe”!

Of course…

There is still a difference between the virtual universe and reality, otherwise the “Axe Battle Arena” wouldn’t be so popular.

“Turlo, did you strike gold this time?”

“Not bad, though our squad lost three people! No way around it… several squads discovered a new ‘world’ together, how could we not fight and compete? I don’t know which Boundary Lord created this world, but at least I didn’t get any of the rare treasures inside. Still, I managed to get ten thousand ‘fang’ of ‘Cosmic Crystals,’ so it was worth it.”

Ten thousand “fang”? This world must not have been explored before!

Three men passed by, each with a badge on their left chest. The badge design was a blood-red wave with a planet floating above it.

“First-class Cosmic Mercenary.”

Hong and Thunder God exchanged glances.

Mercenary badges, Axe badges, etc., were all recognized by the “Virtual Universe.” When users scanned their bodies using the Virtual Universe’s client terminal “Consciousness Sensor (Auxiliary Light Brain) (Intelligent Light Brain),” it would automatically record the badges. Users could choose to hide or display them.

“Just now, what did they say about a world?” Thunder God couldn’t help but ask.

“They were talking about Boundary Lords. I’ve also heard that Boundary Lords can create their own worlds.” Hong shook his head. “Anyway, it’s far beyond our reach. Let’s go, let’s get in and fight.”

“Yeah, fight.”

Hong and Thunder God began their days of training in the Killing Field…

This realm was a gathering ground for the mighty of the cosmos. When they faced adversaries in the mortal plane, they could fully immerse themselves in the “Slaughtering Expanse,” conjuring a perfect replica of their foe for combat! Yet… as always, the line between reality and illusion bore subtle distinctions.

You can never set up an opponent exactly like your real enemy.

As Hong and Thunder God experienced countless “deaths” and “killing opponents” in the Killing Field’s intense training, after about eight hours of traveling through dark space, Luo Feng’s spaceship finally arrived on Earth!

…

In an uninhabited area of eastern China.

A man dressed in blood-red battle armor stood there, his eyes faintly glowing with red flames. Behind him stood a line of eight people. These eight varied in height from just one meter twenty to over four meters tall. Among them were both men and women, and one man even had the head of a lion.

Yes!

These were the eight Stellar Level Nine slaves Luo Feng had purchased! Due to time constraints, Luo Feng had no choice in selecting them. Thus, these eight slaves were very different from the last batch he had bought. The previous slaves looked very similar to Earth humans; one couldn’t tell the difference without a close look.

“From now on, you must not be more than a hundred meters away from me.” Luo Feng spoke in the Universal Language of the Cosmos.

“Yes, Master!”

In a mixture of high-pitched, deep, or crisp voices, the eight Stellar Level Nine servants respectfully replied.

Luo Feng’s face was expressionless, his eyes like burning flames.

“Ba Ba Ta, connect to the global satellite network, and through the global surveillance systems of various countries, find the traces of those Norrins family scoundrels.” Luo Feng ordered.

“Yes!”