Serial Player
Chapter 837 - 499: True Nature

The thorny vines around the rose turned exceptionally vivid red, transforming into the lethal scythes of the Death God, launching deadly attacks towards the two emanating hostility.

That was his strongest form, for which he had sacrificed his numerous Life Currencies. Each blood vine could tear through steel and crush rocks. And at that moment, he controlled over five thousand blood vines! And they were still growing!

But this was also his weakest state because having lost all his Life Currency, once killed, he would truly be dead... He knew he would not live to see the day humanity was annihilated.

Years ago, in that world, in that city, he clutched the charred corpse of his lover, transformed into the Withered Rose, and overnight devoured over a hundred thousand inhabitants of the city.

Back then, he had even more blood vines. Yet he was still broken through and beheaded by the human experts that rushed to the scene.

Now, in this disaster fog, facing these players with various abilities, his survival was short-lived. Once the Dream Cruise’s support arrived, his death was inevitable.

But... even so, he wanted to inflict severe pain upon humanity in this limited time! Kill as many humans as possible!

His revenge was never over!

The countless corpses became the extension of his strength, the multitudes of Life Currency became the source of his power.

In this form, it wasn’t easy for just two people to kill him. Even facing the number one strategist, he still had a fighting chance.

After all, as both were Terror Devils of disaster fog, their powers had waned significantly. And the strategist, who was once a demigod, could no longer return to that level. That was the upper limit of a Terror Devil’s ability, and he could not stop him now!

Thus, thousands of blood vines swung simultaneously, like a red tide that blotted out the sky. The Withered Rose launched the first attack. He intended to break through the two with his enormous body and the strength of his branches whether to pursue the human team or assault the Safe Zone. He wanted to unleash his relentless revenge.

"Don’t think of stopping me!" he roared, utterly a beast indifferent to life and death.

And the enemies... he faced... would not let him go.

Amidst the red tide, two figures moved rapidly.

Meanwhile, above in the high sky, the Azure Flame flickered, and dozens of Falling Stars plummeted, striking directly at the Rose’s core.

Li Changhe held nothing back, facing such a massive foe, the Hundred-Headed Shooter was the best means of attack.

After the transformation, the Blood Clan no longer had a troublesome recovery ability. As long as a single death could occur, he would be utterly annihilated.

With no numerical advantage, this was the best chance to kill the Blood Clan.

Actually, with sufficient numbers, they could use a strategy like [Moonlit Divine Tree] against Rorodoa, maintaining in a constant state of death and resurrection with dense attacks.

But now, the Rose Duke, to launch the cruelest revenge on humanity, decisively gave up his most tenacious aspect. He surrendered his nearly eternal life.

From an outsider’s perspective, this seemed an incredibly foolish move.

But Li Changhe understood him... Of course he could understand.

When all hope turns to madness, memories become twisted, and anger consumes the walls of reason, he would inevitably become the most dangerous and ferocious monster!

If it were Li Changhe, he would become the nightmare of the world, vindictively tormenting the whole world! Just like the Crying Hero, once nothing is left, life ceases to matter...

However, understanding is one thing. At this moment, Li Changhe would not let the Withered Rose leave the Safe Zone. The girl and the others were still in danger, as he had seen through the Hawk Eye Magic Eye

This was a clash of convictions, the intertwining of revenge and protection that would burst forth the most dazzling radiance.

Instantly... the sky seemed to light up.

Li Changhe’s Bronze Control numbered forty-three, and as a result, forty-three bronze spears turned into meteorites, plunging downwards from the sky.

It was as spectacular and swift as a meteor shower.

This was... Hundred-Headed Shooter·Starfall!

The Withered Rose let out a roar of fury, as countless blood vines shot up into the sky to meet the falling meteors. The violent explosions that followed disrupted the snowy winds and lit up the night.

Hundreds of blood vines were brutally penetrated, yet the roar of the Withered Rose did not subside.

Because... once again a blue light lit up the sky.

All the bronze objects in the ruins were under Li Changhe’s control, melting and being reforged before being sent into the sky to become plunging meteors.

The dense bombardment was like a volley of thousands of cannons. The azure flames connected the dazzling fiery lines in the sky.

In the span of a dozen seconds, the Withered Rose had been bombarded by hundreds of meteorites, destroying over a thousand blood vines, faster than the rate at which the vines transformed.

The Withered Rose swung its vines in a rage, yet felt an overwhelming sense of oppression.

In the sky, above the precipitating meteorites, a massive object had appeared out of nowhere. It was... it was a section of a black city wall.

The next second, the city wall turned into a meteorite, falling from hundreds of meters in the air. And the target of the attack was none other than the Withered Rose!

The Crying Hero had not been idle; as Li Changhe bombarded the Withered Rose, he had sent a section of the city wall up into the sky. The divinely endowed wall had become a deadly weapon.

This was, Hundred-Headed Shooter·Apocalypse!

"Aaahhh, strategist, I will kill you! Why did you betray the Terror Devil, betray your nature!" screamed the Withered Rose, directing all of its blood vines upwards towards the descending meteorite like swords piercing through heaven. It howled furiously at the strategist’s actions, infuriated beyond measure. Both being disaster fog Terror Devils, they should have been slaughtering humans together... supposed comrades.

"Nature... haha." The Crying Hero let out a mocking laugh: "This is my true nature!"

Kill all humans? Ridiculous, he was an entity meant to destroy the world for the sake of those he cherished, how could he possibly let it survive!

So, at the moment when the blood vine swords touched the meteorite, countless vines exploded, as if even the air was being shredded.

At the same time, all sounds in the area ceased to exist.

In the silent world, the ground where the Withered Rose stood collapsed instantaneously, smashing its huge body ten or more meters deep into the ground.

Only then did the sound of an explosion akin to mountains collapsing and earth shattering follow. The remaining buildings within the Safe Zone all fell to the ground, and even the black city wall cracked immensely.

The human teams that had already left the Safe Zone could feel the powerful tremors and shockwaves.

But the Withered Rose in the huge pit was still not dead, its numerous vines were gathering, as if to reconstruct its original form.

It had transformed into a monster beyond human imagination.

Even after enduring the Apocalypse, it still survived. It wouldn’t be long before it could return to its previous state.

Until... it saw a wisp of Azure Flame at the edge of the huge pit.

And that streak cutting through the night...

The General’s Robe!