Absolute Death Game-Chapter 461 - 48 Evil God_3

But this calm probably only lasted for the time it took an incense stick to burn, Xiao Buli saw several zombies cleaning up the battlefield, and when they saw that some Serpent Demons hadn't completely died, they went up to finish them off. Especially in front of the green-hatted monster, most of the Serpent Demons hadn't drawn their last breath; a dozen ugly behemoths were gathered on a patch of land that had been dyed green.

Suddenly, Xiao Buli felt a piercing roar in his ears, and instinctively looked towards the direction the noise came from. He saw a Serpent Demon that looked older than others, with its mouth wide open, screeching miserably. Around Xiao Buli, those twenty-some Serpent Demons, he hadn't noticed when, had descended. They were now gathering by the twenty-some stone statues closest to the cave entrance he'd entered before. The tremendous roaring Xiao Buli heard was the vibration created by their simultaneous wailing. For a moment, Xiao Buli felt puzzled. From their actions, it seemed as though they didn't want to desperately come at him. Could it be that they were using their voices to warn him?

But at a time when all the Serpent Demons had been killed? That was too ridiculous, right? Because his True Yuan Points were running too low, Xiao Buli didn't rush to get up and kill them. Instead, he sat on the ground to see what would happen next; he didn't believe that these twenty-some sluggish Serpent Demons could change anything about the current situation.

Suddenly, those Serpent Demons simultaneously raised their sharp claws and stabbed them into their own throats.

Mass suicide?? So lacking in fighting spirit? Xiao Buli wondered in his mind. But the next second, he suddenly exclaimed, "Not good."

Xiao Buli suddenly realized that these Serpent Demons' bizarre actions were too much like a ritual, a sacrificial ritual, and they themselves were the offerings. He quickly directed the zombies to interrupt it, but it was already a step too late.

When the blood of those Serpent Demons flowed onto the ground beneath the stone statues, a huge Magic Formation suddenly appeared on the ground, accompanied by a curtain of blood-red light rising up.

Xiao Buli suddenly heard a strange voice in his ears, a voice that sounded a bit like the odd enunciation of a deaf person speaking. Since deaf people cannot hear their own voices, even if they know how to pronounce words, the sound still comes off as odd to others. At that moment, Xiao Buli felt as if he was hearing such a voice.

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He struggled to discern the message being conveyed by that voice.

"Unforgivable, you have harmed the great offspring of the Snake God, the descendants of the Barbarian Wilderness. You shall be cursed by the true god Amara and accept punishment. Extend your hands, prepare to receive the punishment of the Snake God. Extend your neck, prepare for the slaughterer's blade. Your flesh and blood will stain the land and the forest, your soul will suffer the wrathful punishment of the true god Amara, enduring the torment of hellfire day and night."

This lengthy and obscure message took considerable effort for Xiao Buli to vaguely understand. However, having played many games, Xiao Buli realized that no matter what the message said, the result meant a fight was coming.

This realization crashed his heart to rock bottom. If it were his peak period, no matter whether he had triggered a dungeon or whatever wretched thing, he would have had the confidence to fight. But now, looking at his condition, he realized his True Yuan Points were almost depleted; fewer than half of the dozen zombies left were capable of actual combat, and his most dependable pet had run off into some pit, seemingly without intentions of coming up any time soon.

But the course of events seemed to disagree with his will. As Xiao Buli was at a loss, the Array had already started. He saw the stone statues in front of the Serpent Demons suddenly begin to move. Had the stone statues come to life??

The first thought in Xiao Buli's mind was, could these stone statues actually be alive? Considering the stone statue guards and the Divine Dragons from the Immortal Realm, it wasn't hard for him to make such a guess. But upon closer inspection, Xiao Buli let out a sigh of relief; it seemed that the reason the stone statues were moving wasn't out of their volition but because of the vines beneath their pedestals. After the Array was activated, the vines suddenly grew thick and robust, turning from the original bright green to a brownish-green color.

If it were just these vines, Xiao Buli might not have been too worried. After all, when he first arrived at this place, he had fought these vines, and their lethality wasn't that terrifying.

Since he now had a plan, Xiao Buli didn't stand up but continued to meditate on the ground, hoping to seize every moment to recover his Physical Strength. Of course, he could eat something to recover, but after his days of travel in this primeval forest, Xiao Buli's food supplies were nearly exhausted, and he had no intention of eating the strange Serpent Demons on the ground. So, he decided to sit tight and let the zombies go and deal with the situation first.

While he was contemplating this, the zombies had already charged forward. Although they couldn't stop the activation of the Array in time, fighting with the vines was necessary.

Swinging their claws, the zombies lashed out at the vines. The vines that had initially been merely wrapping around the roughly three-meter-tall stone statues instantly surged, growing to about ten meters tall. The stone statues were pushed aside without exception, and the Iron Corpses, who had been preparing to strike at the vines, obviously didn't understand the situation and looked up dumbly at the plants that had suddenly grown several times taller than themselves.

However, those vines, thick as oil drums, were clearly different from the ones Xiao Buli had seen before. The vines gently bent down their tips, deftly wrapping around one leg of an Iron Corpse, another winding around an arm and head. With a tug from both sides, the Iron Corpse instantly turned into a puff of black smoke, vanishing amid the fine rain.(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at . Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)