Chapter 246: 234: Battle Beast Arena

Chapter 246: Chapter 234: Battle Beast Arena

There are no Dark Elves in the Main World!

Shen Ye thought for a while, then with a flick of a ring, he donned the Death Camouflage Cloak and transformed into a Vampire.

“What are you doing?” the giant Skeleton wondered aloud.

“If these people are working for Tian Luo, then who would receive them in Hell after they’ve gone?” Shen Ye said.

“What does that have to do with you dressing up as a Vampire?” the giant Skeleton asked again.

“The Dark Elf that just died, she died because she disobeyed her superior’s orders, right?” Shen Ye added.

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“That’s just it—if their organization exists in Hell, then her fate after going to Hell must be quite miserable.”

“Definitely, those who don’t obey orders on the battlefield usually meet a bad end.”

Shen Ye snapped his fingers:

“Let’s dig a corner.”

He activated “Whispers of the Dark” and spoke to the corpse on the ground:

“Chat?”

The female Dark Elf opened her eyes.

“Vampire… did you call me?” she asked hesitantly.

“I am Baxter—Nix Baxter,” Shen Ye said calmly.

“Baxter?” the female Dark Elf echoed, puzzled.

“Exactly, everyone thought I was dead, but I am a master of spatial magic and Invisibility, so I have come here alive,” Shen Ye spoke with gravity.

“You… why have you awakened me?” the female Dark Elf inquired.

“Join me, since Tian Luo’s troops have already abandoned you—I have people in Hell, just join me and I’ll have my people cover for you,” Shen Ye said.

“Cover for me?” the female Dark Elf said blankly.

“Yes, Hell is very dangerous—you first tell me, which part of the first layer of Hell did you go to just now?” Shen Ye asked.

“It seems to be called… Valley of Ten Thousand Corpses,” the female Dark Elf replied.

“Your name.”

“Rosalia.”

Shen Ye dispelled “Whispers of the Dark.”

The corpse slowly closed her eyes.

“Let’s go, find her in Hell!” he stood up, excitement in his demeanor.

“Isn’t this a bit redundant? She would have had to answer if you just asked,” the giant Skeleton remarked.

“You don’t understand, it’s always been a one-man show with me, and over time, that can lose its persuasive power,” Shen Ye explained.

He opened the door, stepped through, and arrived in Hell.

…

Hell.

A vast, boundless plain.

Shen Ye took out a map.

—This was still General Tasweil’s map, quite comprehensive.

Shen Ye quickly located the position of Valley of Ten Thousand Corpses.

“Kill one in ten steps, travel a thousand miles without leaving a trace!”

The Ghost Fire Motorcycle erupted with its familiar roar, turning into a streak of red as it sped off towards the other side of the land.

About half an hour later.

The motorcycle steadily stopped in front of a basin.

Looking out, one might be under the illusion—

As if standing atop a mountain, looking down at a bustling city below.

“Quite a big place,” Shen Ye remarked.

“Correct, it’s no smaller than Eternal Night City, with a population of a few million I reckon,” the giant Skeleton added.

Shen Ye leaped down and flew to a certain intersection before landing.

On the streets, all kinds of Undead Souls were crawling about; the surrounding buildings were squat and built into the terrain.

One could easily imagine that the underground portion of these buildings was quite extensive.

Shen Ye saw a huge ape enter a bar, wobbling down the stairs and quickly disappearing from view.

Standing at the busy intersection, Shen Ye casually grabbed a passerby and asked:

“Where are all the newly dead souls?”

The man glared viciously at Shen Ye, about to lash out, but then he noticed the Bone Coin Shen Ye had slipped him.

“Ah, sir, they’re all at the Battle Beast Arena,” he said with a smile.

“Battle Beast Arena?”

“Right, those with connections get released straight away; those with strength get to fight and might win their freedom; those with money can buy their way out.”

“What if they have none of these?”

“Well, for Beast Fighting, being eaten is the fate for them, and if they have some value, they can also be sold as slaves.”

“Thanks.”

Shen Ye strode forward.

The man glanced at the Bone Coin in his hand, avarice flickering in his eyes.

But when he looked up, he found Shen Ye already in flight.

“Damn, fifth level of the Law Realm? Good thing I didn’t make a move!” he said with relief.

Shen Ye, however, sped up, not caring about drawing attention, and flew full force towards the Battle Beast Arena.

Quickly!

The fate of that female Dark Elf likely wasn’t good.

He had to rescue her.

At that moment, in the Battle Beast Arena, several bound Undead Souls had just been brought up to the stage.

A humanoid bear stood on the platform and bellowed:

“Next up, it’s feeding time for the Ferocious Beasts of Hell.”

“These undead souls committed grave sins while they were alive, so as soon as they came to Hell, there were people willing to pay for their deaths!”

“Now let us release the Hellhounds…”

Shen Ye floated in midair, taking a look around.

——There was no Dark Elf named Rosalia.

He descended, stopping directly at a VIP seat.

A server immediately came forward, asking respectfully:

“How may I address you, sir?”

“Baxter—Long Wu Baxter.”

A stir rose from the audience.

“It’s one of the Baxter brothers.”

“Is it really him?”

“I’ve heard of their exploits… Aren’t Vampires so hot-blooded, wouldn’t that be uncomfortable?”

“Anyway, these people must be Saints of Hell.”

People were discussing animatedly.

The server became even more respectful:

“Mr. Long Wu, how can we serve you?”

“I want to buy someone,” Shen Ye said.

“Normally, a proof of funds is required for the sale of slaves, but since you come from such a renowned family, we will skip that step—please follow me.”

The server led Shen Ye away from the VIP seats, through numerous rooms, continually descending deeper underground via staircases.

At last.

They arrived at a location similar to an auction house.

“Mr. Long Wu, would you like to choose a slave, or do you already have a specific target in mind?” the server asked.

“Rosalia, the Dark Elf,” Shen Ye replied.

“Let me check the list—ah, found her, she’s the seventeenth one. Please wait a moment,” the server said.

Shen Ye really took a seat and quietly waited for Rosalia to be brought out.

It was strange.

Nowhere else did this kind of slave trading exist.

It included General Tasweil, who only recruited guards and scouts, and those who didn’t meet the criteria could still find work in the Chaotic Bone Land.

Only here could one buy and sell souls!

While Shen Ye pondered, slaves on stage were being bought one after another.

Rosalia was quickly brought out.

The host spoke:

“This is an Elf Assassin, who did not serve her master wholeheartedly while alive, so in death, she must pay the price!”

“She has been stripped of her freedom, utterly confined in strength, and can only stay in Hell as a Normal Dark Elf.”

“If no one buys her, she will be eaten by Ferocious Beasts!”

“Of course, I guess the organization she belonged to will take her back, using her agony as an object lesson for others!”

“Starting bid, 30 Bone Coins.”

“Let the bidding begin!”

The host stepped aside.

Rosalia listened quietly to the introduction, a look of despair flickering in her eyes.

Down below.

Quite a few people were interested in the Dark Elf.

However, Shen Ye’s bids were too generous, and he showed no fear of the stares cast by anyone else.

He just kept raising the bid! Raise! And raise again!

Every time someone raised a hand, he immediately did the same, so the host excitedly announced a new price from the stage.

After several rounds.

Finally.

Rosalia’s price had exceeded the total value of at least ten Dark Elves.

No one else felt the urge to bid.

A person in the front row stood up, walked over, and sat down next to Shen Ye, whispering:

“Give us some face, we have use for this Dark Elf.”

Shen Ye smiled, “Then you should bid your money. I love it when people bid against me.”

“Do you still want to hang around here?” the person asked, staring at him.

“Do you call the shots here?” Shen Ye asked.

“Not exactly—but outside the Battle Beast Arena, at least one-tenth of the Valley of Ten Thousand Corpses listens to me,” the person said with pride.

Shen Ye beckoned to a server nearby.

“Mr. Baxter?” the server asked.

“Can you kill people during the auction?” Shen Ye asked.

“That is not allowed, sir,” the server replied solemnly, “that would mean making an enemy of the arena, and we would certainly take care of the person who acted.”

“Good, do you take other jobs here?” Shen Ye asked.

“We do,” the server said respectfully.

“After the auction ends, murder this person for me, and I’ll pay you ten times the price,” Shen Ye said.

“He is a guest at our auction… It’s a bit against the rules,” the server replied.

“One hundred times the price,” said Shen Ye nonchalantly.

The server smiled slightly, speaking softly, “We would need proof of funds for this, Mr. Baxter.”

“No problem. See to it right after the auction ends,” Shen Ye said.

The server nodded and said no more.

The person stared dead at Shen Ye.

Shen Ye, however, didn’t return the gaze, simply stating:

“Either get out, or continue to bid against me.”

“Keep staring, and I’ll buy off your whole family’s lives as well.”

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