The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

Fierce Hell Street right now truly lived up to its name.

The sulfur flames of the volcano flowed through the sewers beneath the street, steaming up the entire world, while green blood smeared half the block, emitting a turbid and thick stench. The corpses of goblins had piled up into a small mountain.

The reporters of the magic broadcast also occupied the prime spots, reporting live through magic communication.

"Good evening, Free City!"

"Welcome to watch this no-holds-barred, comprehensive chaotic fighting tournament, today's contestants come from...."

"At present, the mysterious sponsor of this banquet remains unknown, our reporters are actively searching."

"Both sides have politely exchanged greetings during the match, cordially expressing their admiration for each other's mothers."

"Enthusiastic viewers outside can dial the magic hotline to join the Deadman's Lottery, while the audience on site can warmly engage in interaction."

"The crematorium hotline is now open, I bet that tonight's crematorium hotline will be hot, with the incinerator assembly line too hot to touch."

The Chaos reporters were brimming with enthusiasm.

"Oh my God! The dark elves have already scored a quadra-kill, such a fearsome group—who else on this frontier can stop them, who can block their way? They can now be called invincible under heaven."

Dais had a crazed smile at the corner of his mouth as he held a dwarf's head in one hand and an orc's brain in the other, looking down on all the spectators present with disdain, even making extremely insulting gestures.

"Inferior races should just get out, all of you should roll out!"

The dark elves stuck out their tongues playfully, grinning from ear to ear.

The surrounding audience was furious, but they were powerless against him. After all, he was protected by various laws, even an encyclopedia was protecting him—the cover read, "Take care of the tools, handle with care"—so no one dared to hit him hard.

The dark elves were triumphant.

Tonight, they would prove with their strength and the law that the Kingdom of Chaos was their dark elves' kingdom, all these orcs, dwarves, and demons, should all roll out!

The smiles on their faces became more and more brazen and bright.

At that moment, suddenly the reporter's tone shifted,

"My God, look at the sky above Fierce Hell Avenue, what is that?"

"That is! What on earth?"

An Su, holding the telephone receiver from the restoration hall, broadcasted to the listeners through the hall's internal line, passionately commenting, "It's actually, foes from beyond the heavens!!"

At this very moment, the broadcast's listening rate in the restoration hall had reached the highest among all platforms, with tens of thousands of listeners tuning in, and nearly a thousand Chaos Followers had gone to the scene to witness the grand event.

The newcomer to the battlefield was simply too terrifying.

The dark elves were invincible under heaven on the frontier, but the only ones who could defeat them were the visitors from the capital—the visitors from beyond the heavens.

Even nobler than the dark elf legions—the Vampire Nobility Visiting Group.

This chaotic battle even shook the capital's visiting group?

Being able to witness such a grand occasion in person, Chaos viewers were nearly driven mad.

In the rankings of "Chaos Daily," they far surpassed the dark elf legions at the tenth place, even breaking through boundaries, reaching the realm where there are mountains beyond mountains.

Everywhere they went, whether township or city, street or neighborhood, all blood was drained dry, everyone turned into mummified corpses.

In the sky above, nearly ten Vampire Nobles lined up side by side, now forming a 'human' character formation, then shifting to a 'line' formation, looking down from high above at the entire frontier with great arrogance.

Dais looked up at the Vampire Nobles in the sky and snorted coldly. He was already bloodthirsty. What of the visiting group from the capital? The capital belongs to the dark elves too, it's them, these vampires, who should roll out!

But before the words to insult someone's mother could be uttered, he felt a chill at his neck, and blood gushed out rapidly. In the blink of an eye, his life force had drained away,

Hmm, tastes like cotton candy, quite soft.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Sir John commented.

"Such strong oral skill," Dais didn't even have time to be shocked, his complexion lost all color, turning as pale as ash, and he was transformed into a dried-up corpse.

The dark leader fell on the spot!

[Negative Reviews 3/6]

An Su clapped her hands happily, innocently smiling, "The whitening project is a tremendous success!"

Luojia stared at An Su, inwardly remarking, aren't you playing a bit too wildly...

"The blood from the borders is of inferior quality, sickening,"

Sir John, a Fourth-Order noble, elegantly wiped his mouth, his luxurious noble attire emphasizing his arrogant gaze toward all races around him.

To him, whether it be orcs or demons, they were all merely blood supplements.

Appetizers.

Sir John first used a Blood Flash to appear behind the remaining goblin soldier and took a bite at the neck.

Mmm, grass-flavored, somewhat sweet.

commented Sir John.

Another Flash brought him behind a Volcanic Demon, where he took a bite at its neck.

Mmm, hot pot flavored, quite scalding.

remarked Sir John, his mouth blistered from the heat.

[Negative Reviews: 2/6]

Sir John used yet another Blood Flash, arriving behind the remaining bio-engineered orc, aiming for a bite at the neck.

Mmm, HIV-flavored, rather deadly.

commented Sir John, as the blisters on his mouth burst, oozing green pus.

Vampire Nobility circled above in the sky, diving down and attacking all the contestants with abandon, not even sparing the spectators. Wherever they passed, corpses lay strewn about, every one pale and withered dry.

Such chaos!

Such delight!

Chaos Followers didn't run; they even opened their arms wide, celebrating with ecstatic joy. At this moment, the chaotic theme had reached its zenith, and this feast was the best offering they could give to the Mother Goddess of Chaos. They cheered loud and wild,

"Chaos is the ladder to ascension."

"Chaos is the ladder to ascension!"

The audience of Farol would never forget this night, the battle between five races, which, although it didn't compare to the Fierce Hell Battle five hundred years prior, at least counted as the finest chaos to start off the year.

The Vampire Nobility had nearly exhausted their prey, with the formidable presence in the sky left unchallenged. As children of the patch, they had grown unstoppable, truly deserving of their ranking as the number one group by Chaos Daily.

But it wasn't over yet.

Because the entity that couldn't be observed had now made its entrance.

And the racial battle had finally reached its climax!

"Let us welcome the last group of contestants."

With a passionate voice, An Su announced, "The drafters of the version rules, the editors of Chaos Daily, the undefined beings, the Chaos Fairy Legislative Assembly!"

Viscount John finally became serious.

This was his ultimate enemy that had drawn him to Fierce Hell Avenue.

The drinks before were mere appetizers.

He would never forget how he was humiliated on the other end of the phone.

Bloodsteem surged upwards, his aura becoming ever more terrifying. All the blood he had absorbed transformed into his power, and in this moment, Sir John was like a demon god.

And at the end of Fierce Hell Avenue,

that unobservable, undefinable, indescribable, unrecordable Evil God, finally revealed Its face.

Although Its race was the Forest Elves, Its face was more terrifying than any demon's, Its body more formidable than a troll's.

The entire earth trembled!

The Fourth Order Peak Law Enforcer, the Forest Elf, Lady Hannah, leading the beauties of the Chaos Court—

arrived on the battlefield!

[Negative Reviews: 2/6]

The Imperial Visit Group versus the Fairy Legislative Group, this was the final battle!