When the battle finally came to an end, Peng Jie breathed a deep sigh of relief, and even the annoying noise in the air seemed to become pleasant.
He looked around. Not a single piece of the sand in the arena was intact. There were pits and pits everywhere, traces of battles, and the smell of gunpowder smoke.
This was left over from the battle between Fang Cheng and Dracula, but the whole process ended in less than a few minutes.
Peng Jie never imagined that the world's most powerful and famous vampire would one day be killed in just a few minutes.
Even the strongest in the Human Revolutionary Alliance cannot do this at all.
This thought gave Peng Jie a feeling that times had changed, and he couldn't help but look up ahead, his eyes falling on Fang Cheng's tall figure.
This guy is already the strongest in the world.
Fang Cheng felt Peng Jie's meaningful gaze, but did not look back. Instead, he looked down at Dracula lying on the ground.
Dracula's hair was messy and stuck to his forehead, his face was pale, and his clothes were as dirty and torn as a beggar.
With his character, he would never allow himself to appear in such an embarrassing state.
Unfortunately, there was a huge wound on his chest that penetrated his body, which hindered his movements. Several attempts to arrange his hair failed, and he had to give up in the end.
For this enemy who finally faced death calmly, Fang Cheng did not give him any humiliation, but went all out to defeat him in a short time.
But it was Isis who dealt the final blow. As a vampire, she had real harm to Dracula, who was also a vampire.
"Ahem..."
Dracula weakly coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood, looked at Fang Cheng, and used his last strength to speak: "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight... You have defeated everyone and ascended the throne... to fight against the evil god. The responsibility... must be borne by you."
Fang Cheng said calmly: "I have been on their blacklist for a long time, you don't need to remind me."
"Then... I hope you can... win..."
Dracula's voice gradually weakened, his eyes gradually became silent, his whole person lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body began to decompose.
In the blink of an eye, his whole body fell apart, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.
Fang Cheng squatted down and dug his hand into the blood, and the familiar warmth flowed into his body along his fingertips.
[Absorbing energy...]
[Life +243]
[Puncture Archduke +1]
[Shadow Incarnation +1]
[Blood Contract +1]
Three abilities, the Impaling Archduke comes from the legend of Dracula, which can shock the enemy and summon a terrifying wooden stake to pierce the enemy's back door.
Shadow Incarnation turns oneself into a shadow, immune to most attacks, and can drag enemies into the shadow world.
The blood contract is when Dracula signed a contract with the devil when he was still alive, and obtained power from the blood.
This ability is almost the same in function as Isis's blood source ability.
All three abilities are very powerful, but to Fang Cheng today, they are no longer attractive to him, so he can only throw them into the system as a collection.
Even the lives were only given to 243, which was worse than the nearly 300 lives Isis gave him when she faked her death.
However, Fang Cheng's current strength is too high, and the amount of life absorbed from these monsters has also been greatly reduced. Class B can no longer absorb any life.
After being absorbed in life and power, the pool of blood on the ground completely disappeared, leaving no trace.
Fang Cheng stood up and asked Isis who was standing aside: "Will Dracula fake his death and escape like you?"
Isis smiled: "If he had the ability to escape by feigning death in front of us, he wouldn't have to end up like this."
Fang Cheng nodded, feeling that what she said made sense.
Peng Jie walked up and asked, "Have you taken care of the other two?"
Isis glanced at him: "Ghost Rider should be sacrificed."
Fang Cheng also said: "Oufei also blew himself up. These Apocalypse Knights are fools. They would rather blow themselves up than let me touch them."
As soon as he finished speaking, he found Isis and Penjie staring at him with surprised eyes.
Only then did Fang Cheng realize that he had made a slip of the tongue: "When I said touch it, I meant..."
"No need to explain."
Isis interrupted him and said with a smile: "Forget it Ou Fei, I didn't expect you to be able to do it to the other two men. The taste is a bit strong."
Fang Cheng: "..."
He turned to look at Peng Jie and found that Peng Jie crossed his arms and took half a step back.
Fang Cheng said angrily: "What good things are you thinking about? Even if I have a problem with my sexual orientation, I will not attack a mummy like you."
Peng Jie suddenly became unhappy: "What do you mean by that? Let me tell you, I am the first record holder in China for the number of times I have been approached by gays. When gays see me, their eyes light up and they drool... …”
"Okay, I know you have a good ass."
Fang Cheng interrupted him: "Is your Five Thunder Evil Spirit Suppression Talisman useless?"
Peng Jie immediately warned: "What are you going to do?"
"Give it back to me if it's no use."
"Wait a minute, didn't you give it to me?"
"Who stipulates that if you give it away, you can't get it back?"
"Damn it, I've never seen anyone as shameless as you."
Isis had to interrupt the argument between the two: "Have you forgotten that the matter is not over yet?"
Fang Cheng and Peng Jie looked at each other. Indeed, they were still in the arena.
Fang Cheng took the two of them and gathered the rest of the scattered people together.
Eve stood silently behind Isis, while Salina and Catherine rushed to Fang Cheng's side, and then looked at Isis with vaguely hostile eyes.
It's not that they don't know Isis's identity, it's just that Isis's appearance and strength are destined to be a strong competitor.
As for the fact that Isis was frigid as a vampire, they subconsciously forgot about it.
Even Salina, a vampire, wanted to strip herself naked and send her to Fang Cheng's bed to save others with herself, so she naturally felt suspicious of Isis.
Others looked at Fang Cheng with fanaticism and admiration. After defeating all enemies, Fang Cheng would undoubtedly become the King of the Undead.
To become the well-deserved leader of all the undead, their subordinates are naturally honored.
Even the three Imhoteps, who were relatively independent, had to admit that Fang Cheng did have the strength and potential to become their leader.
But such a group of people gathered together, most of them were Fang Cheng's subordinates. Peng Jie and Isis had no intention of competing with Fang Cheng, but the arena still did not disappear.
The figures of the audience in the clouds in the sky were still cheering and applauding, seeming to be urging them to continue their wonderful battle.
"Haven't all the enemies been eliminated?"
The Headless Horseman raised his head: "Are we all going to have to fight again?"
Fang Cheng thought about it and suddenly understood.
Ophelia, Dracula, and Ghost Rider are their enemies, but to the arena, they are all just part of the competition.
Although Fang Cheng's enemies have been eliminated, the arena will not obey his position. Only the person who is still standing in the end is considered the winner.
But now, there are sixteen survivors, and it's not yet time to decide the winner.
There were many smart people present, and Fang Cheng was not the only one who figured this out.
As a result, the first person took the lead to kneel down on one knee towards Fang Cheng.
The rest of the people were stunned, and then they all realized what was happening and knelt down on one knee, including Imhotep and the other three.
In the end, only Fang Cheng, Isis, and Peng Jie were left standing.
Seeing Fang Cheng looking over, Peng Jie shouted directly: "The man has gold under his knees, don't even think about it!"
Although he was sent by the People's Revolutionary Federation headquarters to help Fang Cheng, he was not interested in the King of the Undead.
But that didn't mean that he could put aside his face and kneel down to Fang Cheng, it was too embarrassing.
Fang Cheng only said one sentence: "Do me a favor, I don't want the Five Thunder Suppressing Evil Spirit Talisman."
"That was originally my thing."
Even so, Peng Jie finally knelt down reluctantly.
Fortunately, he was kneeling on one knee. If he was kneeling on both knees, the Five Thunder Evil Spirit Suppression Talisman would definitely not work.
I need two more.
Finally only Isis remained.
Isis's ruby-like eyes held a faint smile: "You want me to kneel down too?"
Fang Cheng looked calm: "Everyone is kneeling down, you are so unsocial."
Isis asked, "Then why don't you kneel?"
Fang Cheng said confidently: "Who dares to make me kneel?"
With his current strength, unless the evil god himself comes, no one in the world can be his opponent.
Who dares to make him kneel?
Isis was speechless and silent for a few seconds before slowly saying: "If you want me to surrender, just show your strength."
Fang Cheng glanced at his level, which was level 185.
Another glance at Isis's level, level 125.
The difference is a full sixty levels.
Fang Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Let's guess at guessing games. Best of three out of five rounds. If you can beat me, you don't have to kneel down."
Isis was slightly startled, and looked at Fang Cheng's eyes and found that he was not joking, his eyes were full of seriousness.
"Can."
Isis agreed to the proposal.
The jaws of the people around him almost dropped to the ground.
On such a serious occasion, a childish game like guessing was used to decide the outcome, and Isis actually agreed.
But here the two are the strongest. Of course, what they say is what they say. Even if they spit during the competition, no one dares to object.
In the confused eyes of everyone, Fang Cheng and Isis put one hand behind their backs at the same time.
Isis originally thought that Fang Cheng had given up his attempt to make her kneel down, so she used guessing as a reason.
After all, her idealism range is one hundred meters, and within this range, she is as powerful as a god.
It's easy to figure out Fang Cheng's punches.
However, when Isis began to sense, she realized how wrong she was.
Her perception was completely disrupted.
Fang Cheng's whole person seemed like a strong magnetic field, completely repelling Isis's idealism and making it impossible to even get close.
In this case, there is no way to know in advance what punch he will throw unless you get behind him.
Fang Cheng smiled and said, "Let's get started."
Isis nodded slightly.
Both sides punched at the same time, Isis punched with scissors, but Fang Cheng punched with fists.
Be the first to win the next round.
In the second round, both sides punched again. This time Isis punched with cloth, while Fang Cheng punched with scissors.
Win the second game.
In the third round, both sides punched again. Isis used scissors again, but Fang Cheng used fists.
Win three games in a row.
Isis felt a shiver in her heart. She was very confident in her luck.
Fang Cheng's ability to win three games in a row was not due to luck or coincidence, but to his ability to predict what would happen to Isis in advance.
This means that Fang Cheng's strength is far superior to that of Isis. While shielding from idealism, he can also predict her actions without knowing it.
Isis understood that Fang Cheng's suggestion of guessing was not to give up his attempt to kneel down, but to use this simple way to show his power.
By the way, give her a little step down.
After all, being willing to admit defeat and being forced to kneel are two different things.
The corners of Isis's lips curled up slightly, revealing a thrilling smile: "I lost."
After admitting defeat, Isis slowly knelt down on one knee to Fang Cheng and lowered her head to express her surrender.
At this point, Fang Cheng was the only one left standing in the entire arena, and all the competitors had surrendered to him.
The surrounding environment suddenly changed, and the originally extremely vast arena returned to its original appearance in an instant.
A circular high wall appeared all around, and the silhouettes of countless spectators in the auditorium above were still cheering.
On the terrace in the middle, the figure on the throne also sat up slightly and looked down at Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng looked around and found that not only had the arena returned, but the clone he had sent out to find his mother's right leg had also returned, holding a crystal clear thigh in his hand.
But this was not the time to fuse the mother's body, because a long staircase had descended from the terrace and came directly to Fang Cheng.
The people around Fang Cheng were a little excited because they were about to witness history.
In the two hundred years since the emergence of supernatural powers, the Kingdom of the Undead has also been opened twice.
Someone finally won the competition and was about to become the King of the Undead.
Fortunately, Isis has surrendered, and the rest are Fang Cheng's subordinates who have modified their thinking with dark consciousness.
Otherwise, this scene alone would be enough to drive people crazy, and things would not go so smoothly now.
Fang Cheng did his part, stepped on the stairs, and walked up to the terrace.
With every step he took, the cheers from the audience grew louder, as if they were welcoming the birth of the new king in this way.
When Fang Cheng walked to the terrace, the figure on the throne also stood up and faced him face to face.
Looking closely, Fang Cheng realized that the silhouette of this figure was very similar to his own, exactly the same height, short, fat, and thin.
However, when it first appeared, it was clearly not so similar.
While Fang Cheng was thinking, the figure reached out to him with his palm open.
Three beams of light fell from the sky and fell into the palm of its hand.
The light faded, and the three guide stones were suspended in the palm of the hand, spinning slowly.
This scene confirmed Fang Cheng's previous guess.
These three guide stones are most likely fragments of the mother's consciousness. Unfortunately, they lack a soul and are just pure spiritual energy.
Fang Cheng also stretched out his hand and took the three guide stones from the opponent's hand.
The moment he took over, the three guide stones suddenly emitted a burst of light, flooding the entire arena.
Fang Cheng felt a familiar warm current pouring into his body from the fingers that touched the ball. This warm current was unprecedentedly powerful and even a little hot.
Two lines of prompts appeared on the retina instantly.
[Absorbing energy...]
[King of the Undead +1]
A bright white light filled his vision, and after a while it returned to darkness.
Fang Cheng felt his body sink, as if his whole body fell into the water, and he soon lost all sense.
Having already had the experience before, he did not panic and waited patiently.
Soon the darkness faded and the light reappeared.
Fang Cheng once again possessed his mother's body and observed the other person's memory with his first sight.
This time, he was in the cockpit of the spacecraft. Through the observation window, he could see the dark and deep ocean outside.
This scene reminded Fang Cheng of the memory he saw when he absorbed his mother's left leg. In the end, his mother drove the spaceship and rushed into the ocean.
Now I am actually connected to my previous memories.
However, when absorbing the body, the memory scene is viewed from a third party, but when becoming the Lord of Demons and the King of the Undead, it is viewed from a first-person perspective.
This will bring a great sense of immersion and empathize with the mother's experience.
The spacecraft continued to go deep into the sea, and the sunlight could no longer reach it, and the surroundings were pitch black.
However, on the spacecraft's detector, the surrounding geography could be seen, and the spacecraft was approaching the bottom of the sea at an extremely fast speed.
After reaching the bottom of the sea, the spacecraft stopped and fired two extremely bright searchlights with a wide range from its head.
A huge seabed crack suddenly appeared in front of Fang Cheng.
This crack is like a gaping wound in the earth, so deep that even a searchlight cannot shine inside.
The mother controlled the spacecraft and sank into the crack.
There were cliffs on both sides of the crack, jagged rocks, and countless strange underwater creatures swimming in the water. Fang Cheng suddenly thought he had arrived in a different world.
After an unknown amount of time, the spacecraft suddenly stopped.
Mother stood in the cab, observing the situation outside through the observation window, silent.
But Fang Cheng was so shocked that his breathing almost stopped.
Because outside the observation window, there is actually a door.
A door stood in the crack. It was round in shape. There was a dim halo of light on the edge of the door, which seemed to be extinguished at any time.
It was like a black hole inside the door, and you couldn't see your fingers if you stretched out your hand. If you look a few more times, you will be pulled into this black hole.
There is a door hidden under the sea of the earth. This discovery made Fang Cheng's scalp numb.
Because this door is exactly the same as the door opened by the evil god's consciousness fragment when he tried to sacrifice the sea of corpses in the subspace.
This means that this door is connected to the area where the evil gods are.
Now that no one is stopping him, will the evil god descend from this door?
Fang Cheng didn't think that the pressure and environment at the bottom of the sea could stop the evil god.
The shocking discovery made Fang Cheng feel anxious, but he soon realized that he was not in reality now.
Instead, he was watching a memory from at least two hundred years ago.
My mother came to Earth two hundred years ago and discovered this door under the sea.
It seems that the evil god did not come through this door two hundred years ago. Has mother destroyed this door?
This thought made Fang Cheng breathe a sigh of relief, but soon he remembered another thing.
About ten years ago, an evil god appeared in the South China Sea, and was finally blasted back by the People's Revolutionary Alliance headquarters with more than a dozen high-yield hydrogen bombs.
And now the location where my mother dives into the sea happens to be in the South China Sea.
In other words, the mother did not really destroy the door, and evil gods would run out through the door later.
When Fang Cheng felt uneasy in his heart, there was sudden movement on the door in front of him.
His eyes widened in surprise and he stared at the door.
And the memory ends there.
Fang Cheng: "..."
Damn, did I make a mistake? My pants were all off.
Fang Cheng cursed and his consciousness quickly fell into darkness. He didn't know how long it took before he returned to his body.
Waves of cheers brought him back to his senses.
The dazzling white light had disappeared, and Fang Cheng stood in front of the throne, watching the silhouette of the figure in front of him slowly disappear, leaving only an empty throne.
Fang Cheng didn't hesitate and sat down on the throne.
The cheers in the audience reached unprecedented heights, as if they were about to burst their eardrums.
Below, everyone was looking up at Fang Cheng who was sitting on the throne.
Except for Peng Jie, everyone else had a special feeling for Fang Cheng in their hearts.
This is a power that makes people surrender and cannot generate any resistance.
Just like in the legend, when the king is born, every undead will become his most loyal slave.
Even Isis, a powerful disaster-level vampire, is no exception.
Only Fang Cheng himself didn't feel that becoming the King of the Undead was such a proud thing.
He even felt that the throne was a bit clumsy and uncomfortable to sit on.
So he stood up, waved his hand, and all the cheers in the audience disappeared, and the dense crowd of people disappeared.
With another wave of his hand, the arena disappeared and returned to the hall filled with the aura of death.
Fang Cheng was dissatisfied with the atmosphere of this hall. No one stipulated that the undead must look eerie and terrifying.
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and all the horrific and bloody murals and statues around him turned into brightly colored anime characters.
Everyone looked blankly at the hall where the atmosphere had changed drastically, and a thought came to their minds at the same time.
Is our king a two-thorned ape?
This is outrageous.
Fang Cheng ignored their strange looks and clapped his hands: "Come here, as promised before. After the battle, I will give you your freedom."
Selina knelt down with a flutter, and her voice was anxious, like a puppy about to be abandoned: "King, please let me continue to follow you."
Catherine was not to be outdone, and the three of Imhotep looked at each other and hurriedly knelt down.
Originally, their surrender to Fang Cheng was only due to dark consciousness, not true surrender.
But now Fang Cheng has become the king of the undead and the leader of all the undead.
If you don't hug such a big golden thigh now, when will you wait?
Everyone fell to their knees, and finally Isis and Peng Jie were left without kneeling.
Peng Jie sat down directly on the ground, and what happened next had nothing to do with him anyway.
Because his power comes from the earth itself, it has nothing to do with the power of his mother, and is not affected by the King of the Undead.
Isis looked at Fang Cheng: "Don't you still want me to kneel down?"
"up to you."
Fang Cheng looked at everyone kneeling on the ground: "I am an honest person, I keep my word. If I say I will give you freedom, I will give you freedom. There is no need to talk nonsense."
Everyone is silently complaining in their hearts, you are now the king of the undead, and you can still give orders to us after you have released your dark consciousness.
