novelraw Chapter 694 - 186: The Stingy Ye Huli
Chapter 694 - 186: The Stingy Ye Huli
The seemingly peaceful unicorn suddenly lifted its forelimbs. Bathed in the moonlight, it leapt high into the air; its horn and the moon melded as one, casting a dazzling beam of light.
It actually unleashed a Magic Beast Battle Technique as soon as it entered the stage!
"Hsss---"
The Bright Unicorn let out a long whinny.
A surge of Magic Wave spread rapidly from the center of the Arena.
The Fifth Main Summoner, Ninth Summoner, and Zong Ren’s brows twitched heavily.
They couldn’t help but glance at the rings in their hands. Yan’s hand tightened abruptly, and he blurted out, "Summon!"
Every Summoner must have felt that wave emanating from the unicorn that very moment.
It was the unique Magic Wave only present when a Summoner initiates a summoning.
This Bright Unicorn was actually a Magic Beast with the power to summon.
A dark mist appeared in the Arena, growing thicker and thicker.
From within it charged out a robust pure black unicorn.
With its red mane and crimson eyes, and its sleek form, it was a rare Dark Unicorn.
"Not good! It’s a Red Blood Unicorn!"
The Red Blood Unicorn, also known as the misfit among unicorns.
Only one in a thousand unicorns is a Red Blood.
Unlike other peace-loving unicorns, Red Bloods are vicious by nature.
They drink blood for water and eat flesh for sustenance.
The emergence of a Red Blood signifies death and disaster.
The four contestants in the arena also realized what kind of devil they were up against.
Chen Yong’an spoke in a hoarse voice, clenching his fist: "Brothers, our life and glory hinge on this moment, we cannot back down."
The other three contestants were also men of mettle.
In unison, they shouted, "Kill!"
Two Martial Artists charged forward at once.
The remaining two Mages began chanting simultaneously.
Combat Skills swarmed towards the two unicorns.
The Bright Unicorn let out a long whinny, and a flash of light shone forth.
As soon as the Mages’ chants met with that light, it dissipated like fire quenched by water, unable to condense.
What is this?
Magic immunity?
Everyone’s heart skipped a beat.
Inside the Arena, the Red Blood Unicorn dashed as swift as the wind and as fast as lightning, making the warriors seem as vulnerable as infants before it.
This wasn’t an athletic competition; it was a slaughter.
Watching the Red Blood Unicorn’s horn, sharp as a blade, pierce into Chen Yong’an’s chest.
Yan felt his own heartbeat about to stop.
But the match couldn’t be stopped.
In the end, all four contestants perished.
"Ugh."
A bout of vomiting ensued, Li Xinyue couldn’t stop throwing up at the side.
Her face pale, she clutched at Huang Fushi.
"Monster, that’s a monster, Fushi, we can’t compete with that beast," she said.
Huang Fushi wasn’t faring much better himself.
Although his strength might be better than Chen Yong’an’s, it was only slightly so.
In the Sixth Squad, against that abnormal Red Blood Unicorn, it was as easy as slicing through a watermelon.
So much for Bright Unicorns, supposedly the most peaceful Magic Beasts. All lies.
This contest was nothing short of a death match.
Anyone facing that pair of unicorns was bound to die.
The Lion Heart duo was so scared that their will to fight completely vanished.
"The sixth match, Bright Unicorn wins," Huo Si was indifferent to the tragic scene in the arena.
He was merely a referee, to whom the death of either a contestant or a person was inconsequential.
After Huo Si announced the result of the match, he was about to leave the field.
"Wait, what are you doing?"
Huo Si saw Yan approaching alone.
The match had ended, but the bloodthirsty Red Blood Unicorn was still lurking nearby, so much so that even Huo Si, the referee, dared not enter the arena at this moment.
"Collecting the body," Yan walked step by step towards Chen Yong’an’s corpse.
She had accepted this man’s mission to retrieve his body for him.
The audience in the stands was still immersed in the recent slaughter.
Seeing Yan’s actions, everyone thought she had been scared senseless.
"Leave immediately, or face the consequences," Huo Si warned.
The Red Blood Unicorn, driven by a killing frenzy, was too dangerous for anyone to approach, even Huo Si himself dared not get too close.
Yet Yan walked right past it, and nobody could guarantee that the Red Blood Unicorn wouldn’t make a move.
Yan turned a deaf ear and kept moving forward.
About a hundred steps away, Chen Yong’an lay on the ground.
This was a hearty man who had just invited her for a drink a moment ago.
She had promised to buy him Elf Fruit Wine.
But now he would remain forever on this patch of land.
That drink, it seems, could only be offered at his grave.
The Red Blood Unicorn also noticed this reckless Human Clan member; its front hooves slightly bent, ready to thrust its sharp horn into Yan’s chest at any moment.
It stared at Yan as its horn beamed with chilling radiance, as if to intimidate this life-ignorant person.
A pressure like a tide surged forward, and the Red Blood Unicorn stumbled slightly, confusion flashing across its blood-red eyes.
This pressure... within the Red Blood Unicorn’s red eyes flickered a kind of fear common to humans.
It turned its head and saw a man in black in the spectator stands, watching it.
Even in the eyes of a Magic Beast, humans are classified into different levels:
Cowards, those who court death, and the strong ones.
That man was one of the strong ones among the humans.
The pressure was emanating from him.
It was as if the Red Blood Unicorn had invaded his territory.
At this moment, the Ninth Summoner sharply raised her brows and began scanning the spectator stands.
Just now, she thought she sensed a familiar yet strange pressure.
This pressure felt reminiscent, as if a long time ago, she had encountered it somewhere.
One thing was certain: this pressure was powerful, so powerful that it even surpassed a King-level Magical Beast.
In the moment of the Red Blood Unicorn’s hesitation.
Yan had already bent down and was about to lift Chen Yong’an’s body when a pair of hands beat her to it.
Yan paused in surprise.
"I’ll do it, I don’t like my woman touching other men," Ye Beiming whispered in Yan’s ear while the audience watched closely.
His voice was deep and magnetic, gently brushing across Yan’s ear.
Though he was behind a mask, Yan’s ears still flushed red at once.
She clenched her teeth in her heart, cursing this damn man.
Who was his woman, and besides, it was just a corpse in front of them.
Even jealous over a corpse, how petty can this man be?
A stir went through the spectator stands.
Elder Yu’s eyes bulged in astonishment, shocked that Ye Beiming, who always loathed trouble, would take the initiative to "collect the dead?"
Ye Beichen tugged at the Empress Dowager’s sleeve, "Empress Dowager, doesn’t Brother Ming dislike dirty things the most?"
Ever since he had become aware, Ye Beichen remembered his second brother never willing to hold him, because he thought he was "dirty."
To the Young Crown Prince Ye Beichen, the concept of death was not yet formed; in his eyes, Chen Yong’an’s corpse was just a dirty thing.
"Perhaps it’s because... your second brother treasures that girl very much, he doesn’t want her hands to get dirty," Empress Wenren said with a tinge of melancholy in her eyes.