I Created a Containment Object at the Start, and Became a God

31: Slaughter! Sacrifice!Meanwhile, at Zhao Hongyong’s temporary camp.

Inside the electrified iron cage, the Shadowhoof Fungus Horse was whinnying in pain.

This bizarre creature, over two meters tall, resembled a giant black Ganoderma mushroom, with twelve bony ”horse legs” dangling beneath its cap. Every time it struggled, it triggered a high-voltage electric shock, causing fluorescent mushroom spores to continuously scatter from its cap.

”Damn it, this thing is really troublesome.” Zhao Hongyong, wearing a heavy protective suit, instructed his subordinate beside him, ”Hurry up and pack your things. We can’t stay in this cursed place anymore.”

He waited for a few seconds, but heard no response.

Turning around impatiently, he found that aside from the two trusted aides right next to him, the other seven or eight subordinates had all vanished!

”Where are they?” Zhao Hongyong’s hair instantly stood on end. ”They were just checking equipment, how could they disappear in the blink of an eye...”

The three immediately formed a back-to-back defensive formation, nervously scanning the dim camp.

The surroundings were terrifyingly silent; even the chirping of insects had ceased. Only the sound of the Shadowhoof Fungus Horse’s electric shocks and whinnies echoed in the night sky.

”Boss... something seems to be moving there...” one subordinate stammered, pointing towards the shadows.

Without a word, Zhao Hongyong grabbed the MG3A1 at his feet and frantically sprayed the shadows!

Bullets poured out like rain, but strangely—most of the rounds were deflected by an invisible barrier in the air, scattering a string of dazzling sparks!

”Damn it! Hit whatever’s there!” Zhao Hongyong roared. ”Shoot until it’s dead!”

The other two lackeys also reacted, raising their weapons and firing wildly at the empty air. The moment the three emptied their magazines, water-like ripples suddenly appeared in the air—a tall figure slowly materialized.

The Iron Blood Warriors stood perfectly unharmed, with only a few shallow white scratches on their dark gold armor.

The eyes beneath the mask coldly scanned the three men, as if looking at struggling dying insects.

”M-monster!” The two lackeys completely collapsed, dropped their weapons, and turned to run.

The Iron Blood Warriors unhurriedly took a Saw-toothed Boomerang from their waist. The muscles in their arm flexed slightly, and the boomerang flew out with a piercing whoosh—

”Swish!”

The lackey running behind suddenly froze, his upper body slowly sliding off along a diagonal line.

The boomerang continued its momentum, slicing the fleeing lackey in front in half at the waist, before spinning back into the Iron Blood Warriors’ hand.

The entire process took less than three seconds, executed with terrifying efficiency.

Cold sweat streamed down Zhao Hongyong’s face, his brain working furiously.

That barrage of firepower was enough to turn an armored vehicle into Swiss cheese, yet this monster was completely unscathed! Fighting was definitely not an option, and running was impossible... ”W-wait!” He tried to communicate, his voice warped by fear. ”We can negotiate! I have money! Lots of money!”

The Iron Blood Warriors showed no reaction, continuing to advance with steady steps.

Seeing that the Iron Blood Warriors had no intention of negotiating.

When Zhao Hongyong’s gaze swept over the Shadowhoof Fungus Horse in the cage, a sudden idea flashed—perhaps this was a chance!

”Damn it, I’ll risk it!” Zhao Hongyong retreated abruptly, his body transforming once again into Minotaur Form.

He swung his massive fist and smashed it hard onto the electronic lock. With a loud ”clang,” the high-voltage electric fence immediately snapped!

”Roar—!” The freed Shadowhoof Fungus Horse let out a deafening whinny, its twelve bony horse legs frantically stomping the ground, and a large amount of hallucinogenic spores erupted from its cap!

Zhao Hongyong seized the opportunity to turn and run wildly, secretly rejoicing: ”Let those two monsters fight each other!”

But the next second, his smile froze on his face—

The Iron Blood Warriors had, at some unknown point, shot out a dark gold metal net, precisely covering Zhao Hongyong.

The metal net was rapidly shrinking, and no matter how Zhao Hongyong struggled in his Minotaur Form, it remained completely still.

This was not a typical Iron Blood Warriors net gun; it was a specialized weapon modified by Lin Zhi, fused with the Living Metal Characteristic!

”What the hell is this thing!” Zhao Hongyong discovered in horror that his proud brute strength was useless against this net.

Even worse, the metal wires were gradually embedding themselves into his skin, seemingly drilling into his body as if they were alive!

The Iron Blood Warriors coldly retracted their wrist cannon, clearly deeming this prey unworthy of further ammunition waste.

It turned to face the charging Shadowhoof Fungus Horse, moving with lightning speed—

”Swish!”

The cold light of the wrist blade flashed, and the twelve bony horse legs snapped instantly!

The fungus horse let out a mournful whinny, and its massive body crashed to the ground. The spore cloud on its cap wilted and dispersed before it could even spread.

The Iron Blood Warriors stepped on the fungus horse’s cap.

Then, they roughly pulled up the Shadowhoof Fungus Horse’s remains; the massive, strange creature was easily lifted like a toy in their hands.

It pressed a button on its wrist armor, and a dark gold spatial rift immediately tore open in the air—a Teleportation Channel directly connecting to Lin Zhi’s dimensional space.

At the same time, Zhao Hongyong also felt the arrival of death.

”N-no... don’t...” Zhao Hongyong painfully uttered his last few words. The moment the channel closed, the dark gold metal net suddenly contracted!

Zhao Hongyong’s Minotaur body twisted and deformed like a crushed soda can, and the sound of shattering bones was sickening.

Blood spurted out through the meshes of the net, quickly pooling into a puddle on the ground.

The Iron Blood Warriors never looked back... In the deep basement of the Li Family Estate, Li Songzhou was pacing anxiously. His pale face was reflected on the cold metal walls, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and an indescribable stench.

Footsteps suddenly echoed from the end of the corridor.

A silver-haired youth in his early twenties pushed the door open. His dark gold pupils were particularly striking in the dim light—it was White Tiger, having returned to human form.

”Well, have you made up your mind?” White Tiger leaned lazily against the doorframe, as if he were just attending an ordinary gathering.

Li Songzhou did not answer directly, but stared intently at the other party: ”Are you sure you can save my sister and my grandfather?”

White Tiger chuckled and spread his hands: ”Not me, but the supreme lord of the heavens.” He deliberately emphasized the four words ”lord of the heavens,” his voice carrying a strange resonance.

Li Songzhou forcefully suppressed the sense of absurdity in his heart.

For his sister, and for his family, he was willing to try even if there was only a one-in-ten-thousand chance: ”What exactly do I need to do?”

”Sacrifices.” White Tiger’s pupils contracted slightly. ”The Master requires... suitable sacrifices.”

Li Songzhou was silent for a moment, then clapped his hands.

Over a dozen men in black pushed three special iron cages into the basement. Each cage held a fierce UMA.

They were the acid-spitting Corrosive Lizard, the bone-spiked Spined Beast, and the mind-controlling Charm Brain Worm.

White Tiger glanced at them—three E-class UMAs...