Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game-Chapter 2487 Using Force

From behind Yves, a young man stepped forward.

He wasn't particularly robust and even appeared somewhat short.

Among the group of competitors, he seemed out of place.

His overall physique had smooth muscle lines but didn't convey any sense of significant strength.

Additionally, his skin had a dark red hue, reminiscent of the color resulting from burns.

He appeared to be from some alien race.

Norta fixed his gaze on Fang Heng, a grin spreading across his face, revealing his sharp teeth as if eyeing a prey ready for slaughter.

The crowd quickly retreated, clearing space for the two to fight.

Norta, an SSS-level competitor with the nickname "Mad Demon," was extremely powerful and particularly skilled in close combat.

It was said that Norta carried the blood of an ancient abyssal demon race, and as the battle progressed, he would become increasingly frenzied and uncontrollable, eventually growing several times stronger and losing himself to a murderous rage.

"Whoosh!!"

Norta struck first, his figure flashing as he rapidly closed in on Fang Heng, leaving a red shadow in mid-air!

Fang Heng stood his ground, unflinching, and also threw a powerful punch forward.

"Bang!!!"

A heavy, muffled sound echoed through the central battlefield.

All onlookers were struck with astonishment.

Despite Fang Heng remaining stationary, Norta was sent flying back from a single punch!

Aside from the highest-tier Overseers, it was unheard of for anyone in the White Abyss Arena to suppress Norta's strength!

After the punch, Fang Heng immediately felt a searing force invading his body, but it was quickly dissipated by the mental strength within his sea of consciousness.

The opponent's strength was indeed very high, and the attack was augmented by some special ability, making it more complex than it appeared on the surface.

SSS-level competitors certainly had significantly enhanced strength.

Fang Heng quickly adjusted his tactics, deciding to buy time.

As the sacrificial domain's magic array continued to activate, the black fog within the Great Hall would become increasingly dense.

For Fang Heng, this meant that the battlefield advantage would only grow larger.

Thus, he wasn't in a hurry. Instead of actively using his Death God state to chase Norta, he remained in place, waiting for Norta's next attack.

"Snap!"

After being sent flying, Norta quickly adjusted his body in mid-air. Upon landing, he sprang back up and darted toward Fang Heng once more!

This time, his figure split in mid-air into two separate forms!

Hmm?

Fang Heng's mind shifted, realizing it might be an illusion.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"

Fang Heng remained stationary, delivering two powerful punches forward in rapid succession.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"

One after the other, two figures were boom flying!

They were all physical mirror images with offensive abilities!

Fang Heng furrowed his brow.

In the next moment, the flying Norta split into four more figures in mid-air!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!!

As Norta divided, his inherent strength attributes were slightly reduced, but his agility attributes were notably enhanced.

Fang Heng quickly assessed Norta's capabilities.

Strangely, over time, Norta's various attributes continued to rise!

On the periphery of the battlefield, everyone could see red figures darting rapidly and continuously attacking Fang Heng, who stood at the center of the battlefield.

But the astonishing thing was, he was actually managing to fend them off!

The fact that someone could actually withstand Norta's attacks was genuinely shocking to everyone.

Fang Bai!

What exactly was this guy's background?

Hadn't he noticed that Norta's strength was continuously increasing as the battle progressed?

Legend had it that Norta possessed a racial talent originating from the abyssal demon race!

Due to his bloodline talent, Norta would become increasingly frenzied in battle until either death or complete loss of consciousness, turning into a puppet controlled by the slaughter.

In past battles, Norta's rampage was usually cut short either by an early end to the fight or intervention by the Overseers and arena judges.

However, under the current circumstances, no one intervened in the battle between the two sides!

Norta was becoming increasingly frenzied! His speed and strength attributes soared rapidly!

Upon closer inspection, Norta's eyes were now blood-red, and a faint dark red blood mist enveloped his body. His attributes were pushed to the limit, with tiny droplets of blood mist seeping out from his form.

Bang!!

Norta's fists crashed heavily into Fang Heng, and despite Fang Heng's current strength, he was pushed back a step. The trend of being unable to fully withstand the attacks was becoming evident.

"Almost there."

The battle lasted for about five minutes, and a thin layer of black fog had already gathered in the entire hall.

Sacrificial victims had already begun to succumb to pollution, gradually falling into a corrupted state.

Xiao Wudao glanced at the increasingly agitated victims around them and said in a deep voice, "Yves, you need to speed up."

"Hmph."

Yves coldly snorted, offering no response.

At this moment, Norta had entered a state of madness.

Norta was no longer aware of external conversations, his killing intent fixed firmly on Fang Heng.

Meanwhile, Fang Heng, who had been passively defending all this time, suddenly took action. In an instant, he moved with blinding speed, his figure becoming a phantom as he darted rapidly to the right.

Want to run?

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!!

Four red figures rapidly closed in from behind.

Sensing their swift approach, Fang Heng quickly condensed an imprint in front of him.

Beast taming!

Summon!

The phantom shadow rat leapt out from the magic array, quickly appearing and landing on Fang Heng's shoulder.

"Whoosh!!!"

A dense cloud of polluted black fog spewed from its mouth!

The Great Hall was already filled with a mixture of polluted demonic energies, and now the black fog from the phantom shadow rat further thickened the air. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

In an instant, the two black fogs fused!

Fang Heng's body disappeared into the black fog.

In essence, there was still quite a big difference between the two types of black fog.

The black fog leaking from the demonic seed's seal magic array was of exceptionally high quality, but its release was minimal due to the control of the magic array. In contrast, the black fog released by the phantom shadow rats was primarily used to obscure perception, resulting in a much larger quantity.

Moreover, the entire ritual square was enclosed, causing a rapid surge in the concentration of black fog in the area.

As a result, a significant portion of the people lost their ability to perceive Fang Heng.

What kind of special ability was this?

It seemed that Fang Bai was somehow harnessing the power of the black fog in the square.

The onlookers were visibly astonished by this.

Yves also frowned slightly, focusing his perception firmly on Fang Heng.

Norta continued to pursue Fang Heng relentlessly.

One of Yves's subordinates leaned in close and whispered, "Sir, the situation seems a bit off..."

"Don't worry; he's nearly at his limit."

As he spoke, the sacrifices affected by the various demonic seeds had fully succumbed to corruption and were beginning to revive.

Xiao Wudao raised a hand, signaling his subordinates to deal with the corrupted sacrifices.

At the same time, a look of concentration and gravity appeared in Xiao Wudao's eyes.

With Fang Heng's appearance, the concentration of black fog in the Great Hall had significantly increased compared to previous missions.

Even his own perception was heavily suppressed.

For the others, it was easy to imagine that their abilities would be severely diminished as a result.