Chapter 172: The Bloodshed Caused by the Livestock Farm

Merit Tower.

Calling it a tower was a stretch; it felt more like an exhibition hall.

Three monumental plaques stood here, each topped with the dungeon’s name, and beneath each title were the players’ names.

Xu Lang’s name alone dominated the very first row!

Three-Time Champion, well deserved.

“This is also a supply respawn point, but the stuff here is usually pretty ordinary,” Xu Ruyan said with a smile.

“I don’t know why the dorm added a building like this. It can’t just be for praise, right?” Luo Lin marveled at the dorm’s craftsmanship, while also probing for deeper reasons.

Xu Lang looked at the plaque; the characters were blood red, every stroke radiating dominance.

“Every dorm has a Merit Tower. Supposedly it’s related to the selection of future dorm owners.”

A voice abruptly cut in.

It was Wu Tong, accompanied by a few regular underlings.

Xu Lang extended his peripheral awareness to make sure there was no ambush, then said to Wu Tong, “You sure know a lot of information.”

“Heh heh, it’s just bits and pieces. My teammates and I are hit-and-run players, we fight at one place, then move on, so we’ve seen a lot of dorms,” Wu Tong said, a hint of regret flashing across his face. “It’s a pity we met a Waterloo. Now we can’t even change dorms in the future.”

Luo Lin and her daughter showed no reaction to Wu Tong’s casual remark, but Xu Lang and Xu Ruyan instantly became alert!

Once at a gathering, Rainy Night Blade had mentioned this type of player!

Hit-and-run!

That meant they couldn’t stay in their original dorm anymore!

Why couldn’t they stay?

Because they scammed players viciously!

They would lead their floor’s monsters into other floors, breaking into dorm doors more viciously than the monsters themselves — that was this type of player’s hallmark!

“Huh? You’ve heard of my exploits?” Wu Tong’s handsome brow lifted, then he shook his head and muttered quickly to himself, “No, you should know about my type of player… Who told you? This is only a third-cycle dorm, you shouldn’t have met my kind of player… Wait, you aren’t connected with players from other dorms, are you? Via radio?!”

As this thought crossed his mind, a brilliant gleam ignited in Wu Tong’s gaze toward Xu Lang.

“Tsk, you six-cycle players are something else. Dorm Survival Game really is full of hidden experts.” Xu Lang’s eyes narrowed, and he took a light step forward.

He spread his arms as if to embrace all six of Wu Tong’s group.

Wu Tong backed up, wary. “What are you trying to do?!”

“You know too much!” Xu Lang chuckled softly, but inside he was calculating.

Was it really necessary to kill Wu Tong and the others?

“Wait, don’t go crazy!” Wu Tong’s face changed drastically. Every step Xu Lang took forward made Wu Tong retreat another step. “I didn’t come to pick a fight. Don’t harbor such murderous intent. This dorm is perfect for breeding. I want to cooperate with you!”

Breeding dorm, as the name implied.

Breeding other players like livestock — using lives as offerings to monsters to force the dorm’s difficulty down. The breeder would gain sick, bone-scraping items and skills!

This was the most evil gameplay imaginable, without equal!

Xu Lang halted suddenly. His eyes turned gradually crimson as he stared at the six of them, his index finger twitching as if gripping a knife!

No more hesitation now. How dare they think like that on his turf!

Besides, these people probably had deep karmic stains from all their killings, right?

“Run!!!” Wu Tong shouted, and bolted!

Damn. Isn’t Xu Lang supposed to be a killing star? How is he not a righteous lunatic?!

The six fled like a gust of wind, racing away from the Merit Tower.

But Xu Lang was faster.

He blinked and was instantly behind a female player.

The Blood Pelican Blade drew a mournful streak of blood light through the air, and in an instant, she fell!

When Xu Lang decided to strike, he was ruthlessly decisive; his mind held only the urge to kill!

Kill!

Why not kill?

He had three lives plus a sacrificial effigy, and a Jade Burial Suit — why be timid?!

If he didn’t charge now, the butcher sequence would look down on him!

As for past camaraderie…

Please. I’m about to kill you, do I care whether we ever made a deal?!

Soft-hearted fools died in the first cycle of Dorm Survival Game!

“Second Brother, control him!” Wu Tong was stunned; he hadn’t expected Xu Lang’s speed and decisiveness.

A bald man’s eyes became black whirlpools as he locked onto Xu Lang.

The next second, blood streamed from his eyes and his legs buckled!

As he tried to peer into Xu Lang’s mind, he saw countless terrifying, shocking images and his spirit was severely damaged.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Lang had already severed that female player’s arm with one slash!

“What the hell!” Wu Tong roared in fury, but more than anger it was terror, so his curses were loud while his feet were honest.

“Delicious!” Xu Lang swung back and beheaded the female player, lips curled high.

Previously, he had killed trash players, but only vile players like this deserved to die beneath the Blood Pelican Blade!

Killing the female player immediately increased the Blood Soul Sharpness by three points!

“Fire!”

A Flame Dragon erupted, blotting out Wu Tong and his group’s vision.

“Left!” Wu Tong reacted quickly, following his perception skill’s prompt, glancing left.

His squad’s coordination was tight; their attention shifted leftwards and their skills were primed.

But they didn’t see Xu Lang — only a mass of night.

The next instant, a streak of blood light burst from the darkness, splitting a player’s chest open!

Wu Tong’s pupils constricted. Without a word, he flung three throwing knives into that dark mass and released an AOE wind-blade skill!

The other players reacted fast too. Panicked, they used their ultimate abilities.

Night shimmered; Xu Lang’s speed was extreme, and in a flash he’d moved to the other side.

“How is this possible?!”

Wu Tong was horrified.

Unless Xu Lang’s physique was over a hundred, he couldn’t have that speed!

Could he have a higher-tier vampire blood pact?!

Not only did Xu Lang have a higher-tier vampire blood pact, it was two ranks above Wu Tong’s, so his burst ability was obviously incomparable!

“Monster, die for me!” One player couldn’t bear the pressure, pulled out a flamethrower and squeezed the trigger at Xu Lang.

Xu Lang instantly widened the distance. His form wrapped in Polar Night and, combined with speed, he flickered in and out like constant teleportation.

Wu Tong’s group huddled, backs to backs.

At that moment, a hand grenade sailed through the air!

Another patch of Polar Night appeared on the battlefield.

It was Xu Ruyan!

Boom!

The grenade exploded, and Xu Lang surged forward again.

Speed plus Sixth Sense plus Bullet Time let him dodge almost every attack.

He didn’t care about durability; he simply hacked and slashed with everything he had.

The Blood Pelican Blade was still only a level 4 weapon; its edge had chipped in several places.

But the results were gratifying!

Of Wu Tong’s six, everyone except Wu Tong himself was dead.

“Damn you, Xu Lang, Xu Lang… I will expose your radio dealings, Xu Lang, you’re finished, you’re finished!” Wu Tong was drenched in blood, staggering toward the dorm, leaving a long crimson trail on the floor.

Xu Lang carried the Blood Pelican Blade, trailing far behind.

Wu Tong had been cut into a stunned mess; even now he believed he’d been targeted because he knew Xu Lang’s secret.

The dorm lights were on, and many places had street lamps.

In the darkness, players watched from the shadows.

Some had been drawn by Wu Tong’s ranting in the chatroom and came out into the corridor.

“Holy crap! What happened to Boss Wu Tong?”

“Look at the chatroom. Wu Tong’s tenants’ names have all dimmed. They’re already dead!”

“Is Xu Lang the Great Demon King killing again?!”

“Help, is he really going to kill all of us?”

“What the hell! Can someone tell me what Xu Lang even is?!”

“It seems he has a radio. Wu Tong found out Xu Lang the Great Demon King’s secret!”

“…”

Many players trembled with fear.

Right now they wanted to shout “murder!” but the words stuck in their throats and wouldn’t come out.

Wu Tong finally collapsed in front of the dorm!

Xu Lang stepped forward on blood-tinted moonlight and inspected Wu Tong’s wounds like a butcher choosing the fattest cuts.

Wu Tong had only three cuts on him, but each was extremely deep and long; he bled out in the end.

Xu Lang’s constitution was over 50, plus vampire regeneration, and he still needed advanced healing items to recover; Wu Tong stood no chance!

“This bleeding effect is interesting, much stronger than paralysis or poison!”