CHAPTER 828: 826: CORPSE

Not only William.

Others also noticed the problem on the field.

The Marquis Enwei, who had promised not to interfere, tried his best to widen his Big Eye, even raising the blood vessels beneath his head as signal receivers to enhance his Sensing,

"Hmm? This human called Zede, his Aura is becoming increasingly faint, even disappearing completely for a few milliseconds.

The entire arena’s color is shifting towards the color of this fellow’s corpse, what a strange feeling, how is it done? Some sort of illness effect I haven’t seen before?"

Without affecting the duel between the two, Marquis Enwei inserted a blood vessel into the ground, slowly getting as close as possible to the location of their combat.

Suddenly, he widened his Big Eye abruptly. As the blood vessel gradually approached from the edge of the arena, it could clearly sense the changes in the geological structure. About ten meters from Zede, there was a clear shift towards corpse-like structures.

A slightly discolored grey soil was brought back by the blood vessel and meticulously Observed in front of Enwei’s Big Eye, muscle fibers were discovered within the soil.

Cold sweat trickled down the corner of the Marquis Enwei’s brow,

"No traces of any illness factors detected, neither Parasite, bacteria nor Virus... This is the overall impact brought about by a Physical reaching certain Limits, even altering the environment.

And this particular Physical Limit is unlike any strong Physicals I’ve seen before, it’s a corpse body verging on ’nothingness’, a very unique Physical development direction.

The reason he always chooses to engage in dangerous close combat with Glatoni is precisely to let the essence of Physical completely permeate Glatoni, pulling him into some sort of field.

To think a human has such an existence!"

In the past, Marquis Enwei wouldn’t have cared about ’credibility’, after realizing how dangerous Zede was, he would have immediately sought to ambush.

But things are different now, he wants to change, wants to suppress the inherent negativity brought by the Blood Plague with a ’gentleman’ demeanor.

Moreover, he can see that Glatoni also wishes for a fair and just duel.

The Blood Plague Secret Method he was about to trigger single-handedly was interrupted,

The warning words he wanted to shout out also swallowed back into his throat,

Marquis Enwei truly suppressed that inherent meanness rooted in his genes, while also slowly preparing for battle, as blood vessels entwined to form a skinny body, sitting cross-legged in the air starting meditation.

Although he never imagined the scenario where Glatoni would lose, he also believes a strong being like Glatoni would never lose to a human.

But the human before him has already exuded a peculiar danger, he must prepare, in case Glatoni is defeated he would immediately kill the opponent and claim victory in the duel.

As long as this victory is secured, the subsequent appearance of the Great Emperor will be a foregone conclusion.

...

The situation on the field was extremely tense.

Apart from Zede’s jaw being crushed, his entire body was also falling apart and missing in many places, even six ribs protruding out,

yet, he remained tightly attached to Glatoni, impossible to shake off no matter what.

Currently riding on Glatoni’s back,

his arms forming a perfect rear naked choke, tightly locking onto the opponent’s neck,

his lower limbs forming a triangle hold locking Glatoni’s arms at the elbows,

no matter how space compressed, no matter how the mouth within the deep space bit onto Zede, he withstood it forcefully with his body.

The location of the rear naked choke slowly squeezing inward,

protected by an enamel layer, the neck gradually collapsing, even cracking, Glatoni himself felt a strong sense of suffocation and dizziness.

At that moment,

Glatoni held his breath, his entire Blood Armor glowing brightly.

The mouth on his neck suddenly opened, crack! Biting off Zede’s wrist, breaking the rear naked choke! Taking advantage of the momentum to grab the opponent’s arm, he slammed heavily onto the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

For some unknown reason, Glatoni subconsciously used this kind of combat Skill, the move surprisingly standard as if invisibly influenced by Zede.

The power of the over-the-shoulder throw was immense, .

causing the whole arena to shake, with grey dust dispersing,

Glatoni seized this opportunity, opening all the mouths on his body simultaneously, preparing to devour Zede, who was slammed to the ground and couldn’t Dodge in time.

Buzz!

A strong ringing reverberated within his Skull, the accumulated dizziness seemed to reach the Limit at this moment.

Glatoni struggled to stabilize his body, eliminate the ringing, preparing to resume the devouring, when he suddenly froze... because his target was gone.

"What?!"

Currently, Glatoni under the ’Blood Armor’ had erased Vision, smell, his entire face possessing only a mouth as an organ.

The primary mouth on his face extended a large tongue used for Perception of smell, unable to capture Zede’s scent, or rather the entire field emitted a faint smell similar to Zede.

Suddenly, Glatoni noticed a change in the ground’s texture! It became uneven, cold, with a sensation of stepping on a Physical surface.

This sudden change forced Glatoni to regrow eyeballs, using Vision to inspect the current situation.

Blood-red eyes rolled out from the depths of the mouth, supported by the tongue to observe when the scenery received stunned Glatoni.

All colors and lights in front were gone, everything turned to ’gray’.

Even the Blood spat out from Glatoni’s mouth was initially red, but once it hit the ground, it immediately turned grey.

Whether it was Marquis Enwei waiting on the side or the Great Emperor on the Observation Platform, Naste were all grey,

looking down at the ground, the originally smooth Duel Arena had transformed into a ’Burial Ground’.

The ground was made of stacks of grey-white corpses, embedded like a puzzle in different twisted postures, akin to some Corpse Demon Cave.

There seemed to be a sense that the disappeared Zede was one of the corpses, but it was unclear which, even Glatoni’s most proud tongue couldn’t get any scent.

"This is... a ’Field’, a purely Physical formed field, to achieve such realistic effects? That Zede earlier disregarded his Life, didn’t care being completely devoured, choosing to engage in close combat just to let this essence of Physical permeate over, impacting me directly, allowing such a ’Field’ to descend here.

If I can’t find him, I will be passive."

Glatoni leaned down, ignoring his noble ’Seven Marquis’ image, starting to lick the corpse-formed ground with his large tongue, attempting to taste Zede’s scent to mark and find a method to break the ’Field’.

Unknowingly,

focusing solely on licking the ground, Glatoni suddenly felt something amiss, raising his head to find his teammate Marquis Enwei looking anxious as if there was something urgent.

He looked back down at his body,

somewhere along the line, his abdomen had been punched several bloody cavities, with copious amounts of fresh blood pouring out, quickly turning grey and being absorbed by the corpses on the ground.

"When did this happen? Why didn’t I know I was hit... such heavy injuries, why don’t I feel anything?

Why don’t I feel any danger, why has my mind turned negative? What is my Purpose in coming here? What significance is there in defeating this man?"

Just as Glatoni questioned himself and tried to repair the bloody cavities in his abdomen,

a pale figure with black hair hanging down was lying silently on his shoulder, like a serene corpse, motionless, almost nonexistent.