Sky-cracking Rider

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The fiery red laser beam made a 360-degree sweep around, and then it vanished as if it had never appeared.

The ferocious Biochemical War Beasts that were closing in suddenly seemed as if they had been hit by a paralysis spell. They stiffened on the spot, and, quickly following the black line that appeared and encircled their bodies, they were bisected. The cutting edges were still emitting sparks, intermittently rising up, with the fatty layers even occasionally bursting into small flames, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of charring.

More than a dozen "Sauron" war beasts didn't even make a sound before they were collectively dead as doornails!

The spectator stands fell completely silent.

The Biochemical War Beasts, as renowned as the Neanderthals' War Pattern Secret Technique, were about to unleash their ferocity, and this is what happened?

Many in the audience must have thought they were seeing fake War Beasts. If not for the free admission, they probably would have been clamoring for a refund by now.

From start to finish, Chen Fei's spear "Blood Spike" hadn't even wobbled once, still pointing straight at Kro Clan Warrior Kleimas's throat, motionless.

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Kleimas couldn't help but swallow hard, his face filled with terror as he looked at the little bird above Chen Fei's head.

"You're cheating!!!"

The Elder of Kro Clan shouted hoarsely, utterly unconvinced.

The one-way soundproof barrier had disappeared quietly at some point, and that shameless outcry reached Chen Fei's ears.

The tip of "Blood Spike" slowly withdrew, made an agile rotation, and Chen Fei shifted his gaze to the still spouting elder of the Kro Clan, without hesitation made a throwing gesture.

Thump!~

Elder Motong's voice abruptly cut off, and he looked down in bewilderment to find a silver-gleaming spear pierced through his chest, from front to back, pinning him fatally to the backrest of the seat, while nearby, the other clan elders were scared witless.

"What did you just say, old man?"

In almost a blink of an eye, Chen Fei used "Blood Spike's" position to appear right in front of Elder Motong.

"You, you..."

Elder Motong, who'd been dealt a fatal blow, had war patterns on his skin flickering red, but the light was growing fainter and fainter, signifying that his life force was rapidly draining away, no longer capable of sustaining the ignition of war patterns.

"You talk too much!"

Chen Fei reached out his hand, and a crisp, loud snapping sound echoed.

Elder Motong's neck twisted at an unnatural angle, and he was dead instantly.

Even without having his neck snapped, he wouldn't have lived much longer.

"Who else?"

Chen Fei pulled out the spear "Blood Spike" and looked coldly at the elders in the spectator stands.

The body of the dead elder from the Kro Clan slumped down.

"Ah!~~~"×n(n>1000)!

Screams of utter terror rose throughout the arena, nearly everyone was caught off guard by one of the duelists attacking right into the spectator stands, killing an "audience" member on the spot.

Panic engulfed the entire arena.

"You there?"

Chen Fei set his sights on a chief of a dominant tribe, who had previously stood with the Kro Clan and shouted quite fiercely.

"Blood Spike" flew again, piercing the other's throat instantly.

Practically following the spear's trajectory, Chen Fei appeared again next to "Blood Spike," surveilling these lambs before him like the Grim Reaper!

"Blood Spike" struck again, mercilessly reaping lives among the tribal elders in the spectator stands, igniting a bloody storm.

Those tribal elders, no matter which side they belonged to, even those who boasted neutrality as flip-floppers, howled in terror and scattered, but sadly the geography of the spectator stands restricted their space to flee. With "Blood Spike" repeatedly striking, the elders who stood opposite to Clan Leader Bassan were slaughtered with ease, the sound of screams was constant, and blood quickly turned the arena into a river.

The Neanderthals are no longer the descendants of the Third Era Civilization that once coveted the Blue Star Civilization. The major war thirty years ago saw them decimated by the joint efforts of the Blue Star and Cangqiong Star Civilizations. The proud War Pattern Secret Technique, once their glory, had been mostly lost and the warriors capable of igniting war patterns were few.

Chen Fei's massacre plunged the Neanderthals into despair. Their strongest warrior, Clan Leader Bassan, had ironically succumbed to the "Convict" poison and was unconscious. The second strongest warrior, Kleimas had fallen in the duel and barely clung to life, his resolve broken and battle spirit vanquished, unable to stop the slaughter of the Supreme Council. As for the third, fourth, and fifth, they were far too late to quench the immediate thirst, coming only to add to the toll.

"Wait, Chen Fei, stop!"

By the time Adrian had finally reacted and tried to intervene, nearly a third of the Neanderthal elders in the spectator stands had already been killed by the silver-gleaming Chen Fei.

The attack came too swiftly, catching everyone off guard.

With a flick, "Blood Spike" shook off the hot, putrid blood, splattering it across successive seats, leaving a trail of shocking crimson, a gruesome visual impact on the onlookers.

"Is something the matter?"

The silver light receded from Chen Fei's body, leaving only the blood-like tattoos.

Adrian involuntarily shuddered under the murderous gaze that hadn't faded.

"No, you can't kill anymore!"

A chill raced through Adrian.

Damn, a real disaster had ensued.

Inside the reserve of the Neanderthal tribe, the seats were littered with slaughtered bodies of the tribal elders, powerless in the face of their demise.

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"Oh, please wait, there's still one more!"

Chen Fei looked toward the distance, where a tribal elder screaming loudly was about to blend in with the scattering fleeing audience, and he pointed with his "Blood Spike" spear.

"Xiao Jiu, take that guy down!"

"Jiu!"

With a flap of its tiny wings, there was no need for the elder's feet to sprint.

The green glow of a laser beam flashed and vanished, and with a thud, the lifeless body fell straight to the ground like a rotting log.

The last fish that slipped through the net widened its eyes in its dying moment, still unable to believe it hadn't escaped with its life.

Little Bird landed on Chen Fei's shoulder, shaking its feathers as if it had done a triviality.

For the little fellow, right and wrong, good and evil, those were human standards, irrelevant to it.

This time, the tribal elders lucky enough to keep their lives dared not run anymore, as the one just now had been their example.

Even if they could run fast, could they fly faster than that terrifying little bird?

A 'Biu' and you're gone, better to save some energy and die with a little dignity.

The surviving Neanderthal elders stopped in their tracks with wry smiles, turning their heads to look at Chen Fei, who had the power of life and death over everyone. From the very beginning, they hadn't thought that the Neanderthal tribe would provoke such a calamity this time, treating human life as grass, utterly without hesitation in his actions.

It seems after this catastrophe, the Neanderthal tribe might be completely wiped out from Blue Star.

"All right, killing's done, we're finished!"

Chen Fei glanced sideways at those Neanderthals who still hadn't escaped his field of view, ignoring the cries and chaotic fleeing in the stands of the Arena, and said, "Anyone else? Those who are not convinced can stand up now!"

Suddenly, he turned back and glared at the Arena, where the Kro Clan warrior Kleimas was barely standing up again, leaning on his trident.

"Do you, do you have any objections?"

Kleimas involuntarily took a step back, his face paled, his heart pounding with fear as he shook his head and said, "No, I don't!"

He feared the other would say "No, you do!" and then his end would come.

What deterred Kleimas wasn't Chen Fei's War Techniques or strength, but his ruthless readiness to kill. Such a ferocious person was almost unheard of in his life, like a Demon King who killed without mercy. Next to such a person, he, a warrior of the Clay Clan, was like a joke, seeing no hope of victory.

Mabu'en, the Autumn Tribe elder who had been confronting Kro Clan elder Motong, said with a trembling voice, "From now on, you are the Clan Leader of the Neanderthal tribe!"

The tribal elders could die no more; if they all perished, the entire Neanderthal tribe might just fall apart.

After all, this was a power struggle strictly following ancient traditions. The opponent had fairly and squarely defeated Kleimas, the warrior of the Kro Clan second only in strength to the former Clan Leader Bassan. As for whether Chen Fei was really of the Kro Clan, it became completely irrelevant after he personally stabbed the tribal elder Motong through and twisted his neck on the spot.

Procedurally speaking, the opponent fully met the conditions to become Clan Leader, and moreover, their own lives were still in his hands. The slightest dissatisfaction would lead to another bloody slaughter, and the Neanderthal tribe could no longer withstand such a disaster.

"The Boyi Clan congratulates the Clan Leader on his ascension!"

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Then came Mabu'en, the Autumn Tribe elder. With a leader to follow, the surviving elders, even those of the Neutral Factions, also knelt down on one knee, their hearts still filled with dread.

There were no dissenters.

Perhaps there were, but they were all in Hell.

"Ha!?"

Mouri Misono's eyes widened, as well as those of the B-level Ice Attribute supernatural power user Susanna and the Earth Mage Ruan Tiankai.

"He really did it!"

A-level Psychic Ability User, the Puppet Master Joshua, was left with nothing other than shock.

"My little bro is just that, beautifully done!"

A-level Metal Ability User Kiterley gave his usual triple sixes to his little bro.

To regard life and death lightly, to confront head-on if not agreed upon, a Metal Ability User should always be this thrilling. Hemming and hawing, what's the point?

"Ha, that works too!"

Holy Knight Walter Sam had originally thought there would be a righteous and dignified duel, and then he would move the elders of the Neanderthal tribe with bravery, tolerance, and benevolence, smoothly obtaining the antidote and ending with a perfect conclusion of a happy family reunion.

But he guessed the beginning right, just not the end.

Indeed, the Neanderthals were subdued, but it was by slaughter, the entire event was a bloody "persuasion."

The Old Tree Boundary Ape Lulu'an remained as calm and indifferent as usual, seemingly not surprised at all.

The former Clan Leader Bassan who had fallen unconscious: "..."

Had he been awake to confront this scene, he probably wouldn't have wanted to wake up.

Golden-haired Miss Nicole von Sasha felt a chill run down her spine, as if plunged into an icehouse. From the beginning, she hadn't been mistaken; this man coercing the Neanderthal tribal elders was a demon wearing human skin, releasing his evil without any reservation.

But everyone remembered the words Chen Fei had said earlier.

"Of course, take down the Clan Leader, kill those who disobey, then command the obedient ones to hand over the antidote, and if they don't, kill them all, exterminate the tribe, leave no one alive!"

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