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Chapter 24 - Chapter 24 · Battle Royale

The night deepened. The plains outside the rift were no longer a battlefield, but purgatory itself.

Corpses lay strewn, blood flowing like rivers, the clash of followers and hunters unending.

And every spearhead still pointed at one name—Residual Blood Maniac.

——

Shadow Guild's ambush crept forth once more from the treeline.

Their movements were ghostlike, daggers gleaming with cold light, like venomous serpents in the dark.

But this time, they weren't moving alone—they had allied with other guilds.

Fatty Third's eyes bulged, trembling wildly: "Big bro! This isn't just one wave of assassins—this is the entire server chasing us down!"

Ling Xue planted her sword before her, voice cold as frost: "What's there to fear? Kill to the last, and only the standing have the right to speak."

Xu Zhu raised his bloodstained staff, Residual Edge burning bright before his eyes.

[Residual Edge Sync Rate: 95%]

[Notice: Mental pressure limit reached. Extremity may trigger at any moment.]

The whispers came again:

"Kill… you are the storm… Residual Blood never dies…"

Xu Zhu's eyes blazed red, but his voice cut hard and cold: "Come as many as you want—I'll kill as many as there are."

——

The first strike erupted!

Shadow Guild's assassins surged like a tide, their daggers weaving a net of cold gleams in midair.

Xu Zhu unleashed Residual Edge—time froze in his eyes.

His staff swept wide!

Boom—three assassins flung back at once, bursting into grey light midair.

Ling Xue's sword flashed like lightning, driving four back in a row, her blade slitting throats, blood mist scattering in the gale.

Fatty Third screamed "Aaaah!" and hurled stones wildly, by sheer luck toppling a lurking archer.

——

But this was only the beginning.

More guild squads surged from all sides of the plain—hundreds strong, a server-wide battle royale unfolding.

Followers fought to guard him, voices hoarse: "Residual Blood Maniac! Carve a way out!"

They fell one after another, but their bodies piled into barricades along the blood road.

The spectator channel collapsed into madness:

[This is the biggest clash in server history!]

[Residual Blood Maniac refuses to fall!]

[Followers are insane, throwing themselves to block arrows!]

[More hunters coming! This is the seventy-two-hour hell!]

——

Xu Zhu's figure cut through the sea of blood, Residual Edge blazing to its peak.

Where his staff passed, bodies fell.

But his breath grew heavier, the whispers nearly drowning his reason.

[Residual Edge Sync Rate: 99%]

[Warning: Extremity imminent]

The world turned crimson and still.

Endless death lines intertwined; he could no longer tell life from death.

"Xu Zhu!" Ling Xue roared, hurling herself forward, sword intercepting a killing dagger, blood spraying as she took the blow.

"If you lose control—we all die!"

Fatty Third wailed, clutching a stone: "Big bro, Fatty still wants to marry a wife! If you die, take me with you!!"

——

Xu Zhu's chest heaved, Residual Edge ripping at his mind.

[Residual Edge Sync Rate: 99.7%]

The whispers merged into a single roar:

"Residual… Residual… Lord of the Storm…"

Blood welled from his throat, his eyes glazing over, nearly gone.

But at that instant, the rift core's golden radiance flared, suppressing the madness by force!

[Residual Edge Sync Rate: 99% → stabilized at 95%]

[System Prompt: Storm Core suppresses Residual Edge rampage.]

Xu Zhu spat a mouthful of blood, his voice low and iron-hard: "I… am not dead yet."

——

The entire server channel went berserk:

[He's surrounded by hundreds—and still not dead!]

[Residual Blood Maniac, Storm's Child!]

[Residual Blood Never Dies!]

In the inferno of blood and fire, Residual Blood Maniac's back remained unbent.

The blood road had only just begun.

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