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Chapter 162

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In the blink of an eye, a gust of wind blew in the room.

Amidst the deafening sound, the cross spear appeared in Huai Shi's hand. As he stepped forward, it tore through the air again, bursting forth with a shrill whistle.

A blazing light, like melting steel, flashed and disappeared.

Then, there was the sound of something shattering.

At the end of the basement, an iron stake covered with a special alloy had been penetrated by the spear blade, drilling a deep crack, and the two branches of the spear wedged into the steel.

Amidst the crisp sound of the crack spreading, there was the sound of the alloy surface peeling off.

On the wall behind the iron stake, a crack silently appeared.

Where the spear tip pointed, dust flowed down from the crack and piled up on the ground, forming a pile of white dust.

At that moment, Huai Shi, who had used all his strength, regained the speed and strength of a vampire, although the price was that he was almost exhausted and his arms were numb.

But if he used the Dust of the Dispelled, he could even use this kind of attack a few more times.

Even if he used the Alchemy Fire to control the explosion, he could divide the Dust of the Dispelled from the inside out into sixteen layers, and explode like a fuse, creating an even more exaggerated lethality in an instant.

"Very good."

Crow seemed to have finally gained confidence. "With your level, I can rest assured that you can participate in the Demon Slaying Competition."

"What competition?" Huai Shi was stunned.

"The Demon Slaying Competition."

Crow said calmly, "You should know what it is just from the literal meaning, right?"

"There's such a competition?" Huai Shi only felt that it was amazing. Sure enough, there were all kinds of strange things in this world.

"It was founded by a group of troublesome group leaders, and the location is in a small mobile border. It can be said that it's one of the most famous competitions in the border. This time, it's only a selection in the southern part of the Dongxia region. If you participate, the chances of winning are not small.

The most important thing is that among the prizes, there are many products from hell, and there's a high probability that there will be materials related to your next advancement. "

Hearing about his advancement, Huai Shi immediately became extremely cautious.

But soon, he noticed the vocabulary in her words.

"Group leader?" He was stunned. "Which group's administrator?"

"… If you understand it that way, it's not too much of a problem."

Crow looked at him speechlessly. "The so-called leader of a large group is used by the people of the present realm to refer to the rulers of a part of the depths of hell. They are usually strong people who have lived in hell for hundreds of years. They are monsters among monsters. They themselves are the leaders and rulers of a certain race. Almost every one of them can represent the existence of a force in hell. Do you understand now?"

"It sounds so strong!"

"There are strong ones and weak ones. The strong ones can fight their natural enemies head-on, while the weak ones can be beaten up by you."

Crow cautiously said, "This competition can be tacitly approved by the Astronomical Society, and even be able to send out invitations in the present realm. This proves that their power is definitely not low. You have to be careful, don't offend the organizers. Being blacklisted is a small matter, but if they do something to you, then you'll be in trouble.

Although they won't go as far as to kill their own contestants, they can still leave some kind of curse that will make you unlucky for decades … Moreover, their curses are especially torturous. The last person who messed around in the competition was cursed. Until now, everything he drank tasted like cold water. He hasn't drunk a mouthful of hot water for decades. Even his feces is not warm. "

Huai Shi suddenly shivered after hearing this. He immediately reacted. "No, these guys should generally be demons, right? Is there something wrong with spending money to have a demon slaying competition? "

"You'll know when you go."

Crow looked at him with a complicated expression. "This competition is very important to you. Although it's a bit beyond your limits … I hope you can win."

"Don't worry, as long as there's no fourth step, I can still fight."

Huai Shi thought for a long time and encouraged himself.

"If you can solve it just by fighting, then it'll be easy." Crow sighed worriedly. "It's rare for you to be so confident, so I won't discourage you. I'll be prepared later. I hope you can also use these tools flexibly."

"When does this competition start?" Huai Shi asked.

"What a coincidence, it's tonight."

Crow revealed a smile that made Huai Shi uneasy. "Isn't this a coincidence?"

As she said this, she picked up the black invitation letter with some kind of hell's language written in gold and placed it in front of Huai Shi.

"I wish you a safe journey …"

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Midnight. Twelve o 'clock.

On the lawn behind the chalcedony hall, Huai Shi carried a huge iron box, as if he was delivering takeout. He also wore a cheap plastic Pepsi mask on his face. He looked down at the invitation letter in his hand, puzzled.

He felt that there was something wrong with this Demon Slayer Competition.

But he couldn't put his finger on it.

Carrying the box of secret weapons Crow prepared for him, he didn't even have time to open it before he was urged to go by Crow. But before he left, he was stopped by Fang Shu.

"Young master, that …"

He looked at the plastic mask on Huai Shi's face that cost two dollars and hesitated for a long time. Then he took out a cloth bag from his arms. "It's a bit inappropriate to wear that kind of thing. If you don't mind, I have …"

Huai Shi took it in puzzlement. When he opened the cloth bag, his face twitched behind the mask.

"Okay …"

He picked up the mask in the cloth bag. It was made of iron, and when he knocked on it, it made a clanging sound — if he guessed correctly, Uncle Fang must have used the hairdryer in the storage room in the backyard to cut it in half and welded it himself.

In order to cater to his young master's strange aesthetic, he even found a can of spray paint from who knows where. After spraying it pink, he welded two screws on it to act as eyeballs.

Steel Pepsi.

"Isn't this still Pepsi!"

Huai Shi wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Seeing Fang Shu's expectant eyes, he could only squeeze out a smile and keep it on his face.

Fang Shu looked at it attentively, picked up the paint brush in his hand, and painted two red circles on it. After that, he took a step back and smiled with relief.

It was as if he was looking at the most handsome boy within a few hundred miles.

"Then I'll prepare breakfast and wait for you to come back."

He nodded and saluted, then turned and left.

"Look, look, even Fang Shu is cheering for you!" On Huai Shi's shoulder, Crow sighed. "You have to do your best!"

"I feel even more powerless. What should I do?"

"Then think of something better. For example, how about your savings?" Crow said, "I've spent more than ten million and only have eight hundred left. You have to work harder to support your family!"

"Please don't say anymore, okay?"

Huai Shi became more and more powerless. His whole body seemed to have turned pale.

He didn't want to pay attention to this stupid thing. He picked up the invitation and walked onto the lawn.

According to Crow's translation on the invitation, it was very simple to participate in the competition. All he had to do was hold the invitation and walk around the three-way intersection a few times at a predetermined time. The organizer would receive his signal and pull him into the border.

It sounded unbelievably convenient.

But the problem was … where was he supposed to find the three-way intersection?

The intersection was easy to find, but suddenly asking Huai Shi to find a three-way intersection was a bit of a pain in the ass. In desperation, he could only follow Crow's instructions. Anyway, it was a road. His own road was also a road. During the day, Fang Shu used a lawn mower to push out a small path on the lawn.

"Why does it seem so unreliable?"

Under the quiet moonlight, Huai Shi stared at the simple three-way intersection on the lawn in front of him. With the invitation in hand, he took a step forward and then froze in place.

It was foggy.

The more he walked forward, the thicker the fog became.

Until he followed the ritual on the invitation and stood still at the three-way intersection. After taking ten steps in three different directions, the fog was so thick that he couldn't even see his own fingers.

In a brief moment of absent-mindedness, Huai Shi seemed to hear the faint sound of a bell.

The fog suddenly dissipated.

He was back at the three-way intersection.

But this time, he was no longer on the lawn of his house, but on a busy intersection that was wide enough for several carriages to come and go.

In fact, there were really all kinds of old-fashioned carriages coming and going at the three-way intersection.

With the light hanging on the carriages, Huai Shi could see that there were human-like existences in the carriages. Even the coachman's face had scales or cheeks.

In addition to horses, there were all kinds of messy things that were pulling the carriages.

There was even an early simple car that drove past him, leaving a choking smoke behind. And in the car, the arrogant green-skinned goblin was still shouting angrily, "Go away, go away, don't block the road!"

Huai Shi was obedient and obediently moved to the side of the road. When he looked at the road sign, he found that the words on it were completely unrecognizable.

Following his gaze, the words on the road sign twisted like a living creature and then turned into the Eastern Xia language.

Left, White Town; right, Green Island Food Fair; back, Gray Coast.

"Go to Green Island, remember not to go in the wrong direction," Crow reminded him. "This is an intermediate border, it will be troublesome if you get lost."

"Food Fair?" Huai Shi was stunned. "Are you sure?"

"Just go! Why are you asking so many questions! "

"Okay, okay, okay …"

As they walked forward, Huai Shi felt that there were more and more people on the side of the road, as if they had suddenly walked out of a fork in the fog.

Most of them looked like humans, and quite a few of them were Ascendants. Their bodies glowed faintly, and they carried all kinds of weapons with them. They seemed to be very skilled, and a few of them gave Huai Shi a sense of threat.

When those guys lowered their heads to look at people, their eyes were like looking at food!

At some point, the ground under his feet had turned into a cement road. In the distance, lights that looked like a playground lit up, and there was a hubbub of voices.

But when Huai Shi raised his head, he felt a chill and froze on the spot.

Crow looked at his stunned expression and could not help but sigh. "What's wrong? Why are you so surprised … Don't make people think that you're from the countryside, okay? "

"But, but … the sky, the sky!"

Huai Shi looked up at the sky, or rather, the thing that was supposed to be the sky …

Above the sky, as far as the eye could see, the bright starry sky had disappeared, and in its place was a turbulent ocean!

Countless undercurrents surged, setting off layers of waves. The waves splashed, but they did not fall to the ground. The vast and boundless dark ocean enveloped everything.

White sails could be vaguely seen jumping and sailing at the tip of the wind and waves. Separated by tens of thousands of meters, Huai Shi could even hear the faint roar of countless currents colliding.

The ocean was surging, constantly turbulent, as if it would pour down from the sky at any time.

Drowning everything.

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