National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Feng Tia twisted her serpentine body and moved swiftly through the space, dodging several chain piercing attacks before retreating into the dimensional space.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!!!"

Huh?
The Leopard Lord, watching from the high platform, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. "A clone? It seems a little different."

Then, Feng Tia reappeared from the space, and there were two identical Feng Tias.

"Her special clone technique allows her clones to possess abilities comparable to the original body, making them difficult to distinguish. Her strength has improved since last time."

Tiger Lord's expression turned solemn. He nodded slightly, his gaze focused on Feng Tia, trying to quickly identify her true form.

However, the clone and the original body kept entering and leaving the dimensional space, and after a few times, it became impossible to distinguish between the original body and the clone.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of Feng Tia clones appeared in every corner of the duel battlefield, completely surrounding Fang Heng in the central black undead fog.

On the field, the spectators immediately erupted in cheers.

This clone ability is terrifying.

Feng Tia unleashed a powerful move right from the start?

"call out!"

Feng Tia drew back the bowstring of the Siren's Bow in her hand, and a mental arrow rapidly condensed, emitting a sharp whistle as it headed straight for Fang Heng's heart!

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
Instantly, countless afterimages drew their longbows, and a rain of arrows shot towards Fang Heng!

"Ah……"

Fang Heng concealed himself within a swirling, eerie mist of the dead, watching the arrows raining down upon him, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Skill - Descent from the Dead!

Open!
The Death Realm Descent skill merged with the domain beneath his feet, and the black breath of death mixed with a terrifying pressure rapidly spread outwards.

"Pfft! Pfft pfft!!!"

Arrows rained down, piercing the black mist with a series of soft, popping sounds, as if they were hitting water, before disappearing into the mist and exploding with muffled explosions.

Feng Tiya looked solemn.

Mind Arrow possesses multiple effects, including __cpLocation tracking, piercing, and explosion.

She could sense that after the arrow pierced the black mist, it was affected by a strange dissolving force, which greatly weakened the power attached to the arrow. At the same time, the arrow was also affected by the corrosive power of the undead, which further weakened its strength.

Although she was certain that a large portion of the attacks hit Fang Heng, the actual damage was less than a third.

continue!

Even a third of the attack intensity would be enough to make him suffer!
Feng Tiya's expression turned serious.

She was extremely confident in the power of her mind arrow attacks, and it didn't matter that she couldn't see through Fang Heng's movements within the black mist.

Since the individual strength of Mind Arrows has been reduced, let's increase their quantity!

Overwhelm him with a massive barrage of attacks!
In an instant, thousands of afterimage clones on the dueling field continuously drew their bowstrings, frantically shooting arrows at Fang Heng's location.

Countless arrows fell into the black mist, creating continuous, muffled explosions.

On the viewing platform in the distance, the three members of Tiger Lord all wore solemn expressions.

The aura of death was extremely strong, and even if they stood at a distance, they could not see Fang Heng's condition clearly.

It seems that Feng Tiya has the upper hand.

But in reality, it seems that this is not the case.

The aura of death emanating from Fang Heng's domain not only failed to weaken to its limit, but was actually subtly increasing!
In a short while, the aura of death had spread to the white barrier outside the dueling arena, and the corrosive power made a hissing sound when it touched the barrier.

The dozen or so elderly men in white robes who were controlling the barrier clearly felt the pressure, and their expressions became slightly solemn.

Huh! ? What's that?
Tiger Lord's pupils contracted as he stared at the phantom slowly emerging behind Fang Heng, behind the pillar of death fog, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Gates of the Underworld!

Both the Leopard Venerable and the Black Tortoise Venerable wore solemn expressions.

Leopard Lord's solemn expression gradually turned into envy, and he murmured softly, "No wonder Tiger Lord let him go on stage so easily. It turns out you had a backup plan that you kept from us. You just got lucky."

Tiger Lord did not answer, but kept his eyes fixed on the battlefield.

Fang Heng actually had this trick up his sleeve?
He doesn't know either!

On the other side of the stands, Phoenix, the Realm Lord of the God Clan, was also staring at the Gate of the Underworld behind Fang Heng. Looking at the mysterious patterns on the Gate of the Underworld, he couldn't help but show a thoughtful expression.

wrong!

That kid is abnormal. He must have been to the Death Realm, otherwise he would never have been able to simulate the Gate of the Death Realm to this extent!
When did this happen?

The realm of the dead has always been under the control of the divine realm, and the only incident in recent years was not long ago.

Could he be involved in that incident?

What is his relationship with the Underworld Clan?
It seems this kid has quite a few secrets.

We can't just kill him; it would be best to capture him alive and interrogate him.

"Click! Click click click click click!!"

As the gates of the underworld slowly opened, the dark aura of the underworld, mixed with the aura of death, overflowed from the gates.

One after another, dark figures flew out from the gates of the underworld, each trailing behind a heavy chain of death.

Hades!

In a corner of the dueling arena, Feng Tia's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the life form emerging from the black mist of the dead.

The rain of arrows accelerated its piercing towards the God of the Underworld.

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!

The gods of the underworld transformed into shadows to dodge the arrow attacks.

However, the mental arrows had a pursuit effect, and after making several exaggerated turns in the air, they all landed on Hades and exploded, until they completely shattered him into a cloud of deathly black mist.

In the center of the domain, Fang Heng snorted coldly and quickly formed a seal in front of him with both hands.

合！
The fog of death spread outwards once more.

The god of the underworld is swiftly reborn in the fog of death.

Since we can't avoid it, we might as well not try to avoid it at all!

After the god of the underworld was resurrected, he immediately chased after the siren clone of Von Tia.

on!
"call out!"

Fang Heng simultaneously flashed forward, heading straight for a sea monster.

Feng Tiya stared intently at Fang Heng, whose figure appeared and disappeared in the black mist.

"You're here! I've finally found you!"

"Focus fire on him!"

The countless mental arrows in mid-air suddenly turned and blasted towards Fang Heng.

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes, opened his right hand, and a terrifying aura of death frantically gathered in his palm, forming a black scythe of death.

"Whoosh!!!"

The scythe slashed through the air, leaving a trail of pure black light.

"boom!!!!"

The dark light swept across, colliding with the dense barrage of mental arrows attacking from mid-air, then exploding in mid-air, creating black ripples outward from the point of explosion.

Upon seeing this, Feng Tia's heart skipped a beat again.

what!
The next instant, countless underworld gods burst forth from the ripples of the exploded black mist!
The God of the Underworld instantly broke through the mental arrow defense network woven by the swarm of sea monsters.

A faint white light appeared on the surface of the siren's clone, and it immediately tried to enter the dimensional space to avoid the attack.

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!

Almost simultaneously, Hades vanished from his spot, then reappeared behind the siren in a flash, his death scythe slashing across the water.

"Bang! Bang bang!!!"

The breath of death struck the defensive barrier surrounding the siren von Tia's clone and exploded instantly, forming a black mist that enveloped the entire siren clone!

Thick, black chains emerged from the siren's avatar, connecting to the black chains extending from the Gates of the Underworld. (End of Chapter)