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Chapter 83: Crimson Moon Calamity - Six Paths Whirling Death Strike
🕑 Added 2025-08-08 19:07:23 +0000 UTCSeeing this, the other three Spirit Douluos swung their weapons at Ignaz. But at this moment, Ignaz was like a killing machine—with just one swing of his Blood Thunder War Spear, one Spirit Douluo's ribcage was completely shattered, sending him flying backward to hit the ground unconscious.
At the same time, Ignaz exposed a huge opening. A Spirit Douluo gripping a sharp blood blade sliced through the air, aiming for Ignaz's head.
Ignaz instantly teleported behind him and thrust his spear straight at his heart.
"THUNK—"
Suddenly, an arrow whistled through the air. A poison-tipped arrow shot from behind pierced straight through Ignaz's completely unguarded left shoulder.
The distant Spirit Douluo was overjoyed.
"Finally got him!"
The low-tier fallen spirit masters nearby, whose morale had been down, surged with excitement again at this critical hit. They swarmed forward, ready to finish off Ignaz completely.
In the next second, the low-tier fallen spirit masters who had just charged forward fell in rows, transforming into countless streams of blood energy that replenished Ignaz's body. The wound on his left shoulder was healing at a visibly rapid pace.
This scene startled all the fallen ones present. They all trembled, staring with terrified eyes at Ignaz, who looked like a madman before them. Their fear of battle grew more intense.
"How... how do we even fight this? He just can't be killed!"
"He's a crazed demon! I need to get out of here fast!"
"I don't want to be part of this siege anymore—let me go! Let me go!"
...
In an instant, the situation completely reversed. Countless fallen spirit masters became utterly panicked, turning to flee frantically in the direction they'd come from, not caring one bit about the Crimson Elder Token.
For them, staying alive was more important than anything—especially staying alive in front of this unkillable white demon.
But how could Ignaz possibly let them have another chance to threaten him again?
"Ocean Wave Phantom - Sky Echo Sea-Covering Kill!"
"Storm Night - Thousand Mile Extreme Penetration!"
All the fallen spirit masters' movements suddenly slowed drastically. Blood spears shot out continuously, and while Ignaz controlled the Blood Thunder War Spear's projectiles, he moved all four limbs, rapidly slaughtering this group of fallen spirit masters.
While Ignaz was on his killing spree, more and more fallen spirit masters gathered around the area. Even though some fallen spirit masters' emotions had completely collapsed, the reward of the Crimson Elder Token couldn't stop other fallen spirit masters from approaching. Nearly 30 Spirit Douluos and 60-70 Spirit Sages stood around the battlefield's perimeter, watching with sinister greed at Ignaz's endless slaughter below.
"Attack!"
One Spirit Douluo with a Dark Night Demon Wolf martial soul roared. He immediately activated his martial soul possession, leaped powerfully, and led five or six Spirit Sages charging toward Ignaz below.
He rolled in mid-air and kicked horizontally.
"Soul bone skill—Dark Night Demon Fire!"
Three clusters of bone-chilling, black-purple flames shot rapidly toward Ignaz.
"Blood Sea Carnage - Mad Wave Triangle Defense!"
A blood-red shield appeared and deflected the three clusters of flames, sending them off in three different directions.
"Ahhh—"
The demon fire hit the ground, producing violent explosions that instantly killed many fallen spirit masters. Some unlucky ones were struck by the flames, which burned wildly as they clung to their bodies.
"Ahhh—"
The demon fire hit the ground and produced violent explosive waves, directly killing many fallen spirit masters on the spot. The splashing Dark Night Demon Fire even attached to some unlucky fallen spirit masters, burning wildly.
"This flame can't be removed! Dark Night, quickly stop your skill and save me—"
Many fallen spirit masters were burned to ashes amid their pleas and agony.
Dark Night and six Spirit Sages directly surrounded Ignaz in the center. Suddenly, the six Spirit Sages quickly retreated, and Dark Night launched a surprise attack.
"Dark Night Wind Blade Slash!"
A black whirlwind suddenly appeared beneath Ignaz's feet, lifting him into suspension. The center of the whirlwind was like a meat grinder, with sharp wind blades mercilessly cutting at Ignaz's body.
Flying in mid-air and witnessing all this, Dark Night was smugly satisfied.
"Didn't you absorb others' blood energy to heal your wounds? Let's see if you die this time! The Crimson Elder Token is destined to be mine—nobody better try to steal it from me!"
Dark Night's roar directly stopped the surrounding Spirit Sages and Spirit Douluos who were ready to take advantage of the situation.
After all, the two soul bones that Dark Night possessed were what all fallen ones dreamed of. It was precisely because he had these two soul bones that he was the closest to achieving a hundred victories in Hell's Slaughter Arena—closest to becoming a Slaughter God.
However, in the next second—
"BANG—"
The black whirlwind was forcibly scattered by the blood energy Ignaz erupted. Before Dark Night could react, a Blood Thunder War Spear directly pierced and exploded his skull.
As his form dissipated, two dark purple soul bones suddenly floated in the bloody sky above.
"Nobody better compete with me—these two soul bones are mine!"
"How dare you! Anyone who blocks me dies!"
...
The Spirit Douluos and Spirit Sages who were still watching from the sidelines suddenly lost interest in besieging Ignaz when they saw the soul bones that had dropped.
With those two soul bones, for these fallen Spirit Sages and Spirit Douluos, leaving Slaughter City would just be a matter of time. Naturally, they didn't need to fight to the death over a single Crimson Elder Token.
After all, this 16258 had three soul bones, extremely abnormal soul bone skills, was bloodthirsty and murderous, yet remained stubbornly unkillable—a true Slaughter God!
Based on his current battle record, if he were in Hell's Slaughter Arena, it would be enough for at least two to three hundred victory streaks.
Several Spirit Douluos and Spirit Sages leaped up, their eyes showing nothing but greedy desire for the soul bones.
Just as the nearest Spirit Sage touched the falling soul bone, a cannonball shot down from above, piercing straight through the completely unguarded Spirit Sage's body.
A Spirit Sage who had been hiding in the shadows, waiting to profit, flipped through the air and directly snatched away the two falling soul bones. In front of everyone, he disappeared without a trace in just a few breaths, leaving only an afterimage.
"Speed Demon, you dare steal my spoils of war! Brothers, follow me and chase him!"
"Those two soul bones are mine! What are you supposed to be? Get lost!"
...
Many Spirit Douluos and Spirit Sages chose to pursue those two soul bones, leaving only some low-tier fallen spirit masters here, not knowing what to do. Just as they turned to look at Ignaz—
Instantly, their hair stood on end, and they scattered like a swarm of bees in flight.
"This white demon has such an evil smile—he's going to kill us all! Run!"
"Since most of your masters have already left, I think you should all hand over your lives to me."
"Perfect timing—let you all witness the self-created soul skill I just comprehended!"
Ignaz's smile gradually became sinister. He covered his face while laughing, then observed the fleeing prey with wolf-like eyes.
"Crimson Moon Calamity - Six Paths Whirling Death Strike!"
Ignaz swung his war spear at his waist, faster and faster. Suddenly, the rapidly spinning war spear split into six blood-red cutting discs.
They spun rapidly around Ignaz in a planar spiral pattern, with their killing range gradually expanding. Wherever the six cutting discs passed, the fallen spirit masters' weapons and armor were completely shattered, and they were all cut in half at the waist like clay figures.
