I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

In the Paradise.

Amidst the crowd clamoring to exchange life coins and leave Paradise, a sharp scream suddenly pierced the air.

A human’s upper body suddenly exploded, and from the remaining mangled flesh, a sinister red rose bloomed.

The rose opened a bloody maw and swallowed the alien species in the form of a giant bear nearby.

Immediately, on the original back side of the rose, a lifelike bear’s head emerged.

Not just him,

The former VIPs and toolmen in Paradise began to mutate one by one under the influence of the God of Pure Beauty.

The situation in Death Row Paradise was equally grim.

Listening to the distant exclamations, panicked shrieks, and the sounds of bones and flesh being gnawed.

Luo Qiuhong tightened the National Sorrow Sword in her hand.

”Pure Beauty Star is doomed,” Shang Jianyue murmured as he watched the scene unfold.

”Dawn.” He repeated the name, as if anything they wanted could never fail to be accomplished.

Where did they obtain so many powerful tools and methods from?

Were their extreme measures to create an Anchor Point good or evil?

Han Zhan’s gaze fell once more on the lifeless figures of Will and Paru.

”Looking at it this way, maybe their choice is the correct one.”

”Rather than live and transform into mindless monsters, it’s better to quietly meet the end, retaining a final shred of dignity.”

”What do we do now?” Chen Dubei asked Han Zhan.

”Survive until Dawn and the God of Pure Beauty appear,”

Han Zhan said solemnly, eyeing the mutated creatures charging towards them.

The mutated creature leading the charge was Weng Ni.

His original body was powerful, and after the mutation, he devoured several other mutants around him.

So now, several more heads had grown from the back of Weng Ni’s neck, each displaying different facial features.

From a distance, it looked like five or six balloons floating in the air were tied to his neck.

”Shall we divide the work?”

As Chen Dubei spoke, White Sandalwood and Black Ivory were already in his hands.

Unexpectedly, a figure blocked everyone’s way at the forefront.

Luo Qiuhong.

”These mutated minions don’t require everyone to act,”

”The National Sorrow Sword’s domain is more advantageous against this number of enemies.”

Luo Qiuhong said.

The National Tragedy Domain had only been activated twice, each time a duel, never fully displaying its power.

After hearing Luo Qiuhong, Chen Dubei and Shang Jianyue looked at Han Zhan.

The latter nodded slightly.

”You’ll take the lead,”

Seeing Han Zhan’s approval, a long-lost smile appeared on Luo Qiuhong’s face.

She clenched the hilt of the National Sorrow Sword resolutely and said, ”I definitely won’t disappoint you.”

As her words fell,

The crimson eye on the hilt, symbolizing slaughter and evil, opened again.

A sea of blood surged across the battlefield in Death Row Paradise.

See National Sorrow with National Sorrow.

Mysteriously, this seemed the most appropriate and dramatic opening battle.

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Step, step, step.

Warriors who had died in battle were summoned to the the blood sea battlefield by the National Sorrow Sword.

Instead of retreating, they lunged swiftly towards the mutated death row inmates.

In two previous battles, once against Han Zhan wielding the Ancient Divine Weapon Xuan Yuan Sword, once against the Lucky Gambler Chen Dubei,

The National Tragedy Domain hadn’t showcased its full capabilities.

But this time, the situation was completely different.

Faced with the oncoming white skeletal soldiers, mutated Weng Ni opened his mouth wide.

An ominous suckling force emanated, inhaling the surrounding white skeletons in one swift gulp.

Sweeping them clean away!

The next second, he abruptly retched, vomiting out the skeletal remnants without growing new heads from the back of his neck like before.

Moreover, the mutant Weng Ni’s face suddenly seemed much more fragile.

Seeing this, Shang Jianyue, who was keen on analyzing and logging all battle scenes, uttered a curious sound.

”The spiritual power fluctuation from Weng Ni is weakening.”

”What’s the principle here?”

”National Sorrow counteracts lifespan,” Han Zhan, seeming to anticipate this, said, ”National Sorrow is imbued with the aura of the dead and potent death energy, while these creatures mutate due to chaotic lifespan spiritual power.”

Han Zhan’s explanation enlightened the others.

”So by devouring those white skeletons, he didn’t drain their lifespan but absorbed substantial death energy...”

Chen Dubei paused, astonished, looking at Han Zhan.

Had this man even foresaw this? Is this why he agreed to let Luo Qiuhong go first?

The answer isn’t complicated.

If one sheds current restrictions and considers from a strategic view, they can deduce.

Dawn wouldn’t deploy the ”Fated Main Character” here without absolute confidence.

Even playing a minor role in this god-slaying war could secure a solid anchor point, yielding substantial profit.

Luo Qiuhong, or rather the National Sorrow Sword, was part of Dawn’s plan from the start.

The death energy of the National Sorrow Sword is the nemesis of these monsters tainted by Longevity Poison!

Within the National Tragedy Domain, the battle raged on.

Fearless Skeleton Warriors surged forth, battling death row inmates infected by Longevity Poison.

Only eighth and ninth-tier death row inmates persisted; most had perished in the war.

The sinister red eye on the National Sorrow Sword’s hilt glowed even redder, its aura intensifying again.

National Sorrow Sword’s trait: It accumulates momentum through continuous combat; the stronger the momentum, the greater its power.

Luo Qiuhong mentioned this during the initial confrontation in the Life Span Boxing Ring with Han Zhan.

But two consecutive setbacks prevented the sword from regaining its momentum.

Now though, with many death row inmates falling, the sword’s momentum grew terrifyingly.

A colossal Skeleton General emerged once more.

Gripping the now-gigantic National Sorrow Sword, it pierced Weng Ni’s body fiercely.

The massive sword continued its momentum, thrusting into the earth beneath Death Row Paradise.

In a flash, the ground quaked and trembled.

The land, with the National Sorrow Sword as its epicenter, cracked and split in numerous directions.

The Skeleton General seemed unfazed, as if indifferent to it all, yanking the sword out forcefully.

With its movement,

The ground of Death Row Paradise shattered utterly, the skybound land atop Pure Beauty Paradise for millennia collapsed under the dual assault of Longevity Poison and death energy!

From Pure Beauty Paradise below, it seemed like the world’s end.

The sky stained red with a sea of blood, massive chunks of rock streaking across the sky like meteors.

Along with innumerable white skeletons,

And a gigantic, terrifying Skeleton General!

Bang!

The National Sorrow Sword descended.

Perfectly severing the entrance gate of Pure Beauty Paradise,

Plunging deeply into the ground.