I'm not a drama god

Looking at the centipede that was crawling respectfully and drunk in front of him, Chen Ling's eyes, which were originally a little blurry, quickly regained their composure and were filled with murderous intent.

Chen Ling could see that the centipede had been absent-minded since the reception began. It was probably waiting for this moment, waiting for everyone to get drunk, and then pretending to challenge him under the influence of alcohol... just like the poisonous insects below that started killing each other after getting drunk. However, it was still afraid of its own majesty as a king.

All I can say is that it does have some guts, but not much.

As for the other poisonous leaders, their reactions were very subtle when they saw the centipede wanted to challenge them.

The gecko was lying on the bottom of the pool in a daze, as if it hadn't heard anything at all; the poisonous snake was floating on the surface of the pool without moving, looking like it was completely drunk; the scorpion kept shaking its head from side to side, as if it was very shocked... As for the toad, it was stunned for a moment, then jumped out of the pool in a rage!

Boom——! !

A dull roar echoed in the abyss, and the toad's huge body blocked Chen Ling directly, glaring at the centipede in front of it.

“Quack! Quack! Quack!!”

The surging air waves swept around, and Chen Ling could understand what it meant.

[The king just came back from outside and is very tired now, and now there is a welcoming banquet! ]

[You actually challenged the king at the banquet to welcome him? ? ]

[You can challenge the king, but you must defeat me first! ]

The centipede didn't seem to expect that the toad would jump out to stop him at this time, but facing the toad releasing the eighth-level aura, the centipede naturally would not show weakness. He was afraid of Chen Ling, but not any poisonous head of the same level as him. The same powerful eighth-level aura swept out, and two terrifying auras surged under the abyss!

Chen Ling sat quietly on the throne, looking at the two confronting shadows, with no expression on his face.

He could sense that the toad was indeed murderous. If it was just a show, Chen Ling didn't think a disaster could act to this extent...

He wanted to see what the centipede would do next. Would it fight to the death to defeat the toad and then challenge him? Or would it just give up and bypass the toad to kill him? Or would it just give in?

Faced with the toad's obstruction, the centipede was indeed at a loss. Just when it was hesitating whether to deal with the toad first, the scorpion next to it jumped out hurriedly.

[Although the original challenge is a tradition of the Ghostly Abyss, now is the King's welcoming banquet. No matter what, you can't choose this time to attack the King, right? ]

The scorpion is accusing the centipede.

But Chen Ling tasted a different flavor from it.

Under the combined pressure of the two poisonous leaders, the centipede could no longer hold on. It just stared at Chen Ling on the throne, standing there stubbornly... It was waiting for Chen Ling's response.

Just as Scorpion said, the original challenge is the tradition of the Ghost-Mocking Abyss, and this "challenge" not only refers to the infighting among the group of poisonous insects below, but is also the only way for the disasters in the Ghost-Mocking Abyss to improve their status.

During these long years, it is impossible that there are only these five poison lords. There will always be some disasters with extraordinary talents who climb to the eighth level. But as early as when Chaosai established the Ghost Chaos Abyss, he had set the rules that there can only be one king and five poison lords in the Ghost Chaos Abyss. If a new disaster climbs to the eighth level, one of the five poison lords must be chosen for the original challenge.

The two sides fight with their purest bodies without using any additional abilities to determine a winner. The winner can keep or usurp the position of the poison leader, while the loser, in most cases, cannot leave the ring alive...

Each of the current five poison lords has emerged from a sea of ​​blood and corpses. They have killed former poison lords and also killed those disasters who wanted to succeed them as poison lords. Therefore, in the past hundred years, any disaster that tried to challenge their position has not been able to leave alive.

But even as powerful as the Five Poison Lords, none of them dared to challenge the Ghost-Mocking King of the Abyss.

Centipede, the first in hundreds of years.

Since it was just a physical fight, rank did not play a decisive role in the process. Moreover, Centipede had just observed that Chen Ling still had a reaction when he drank the Five Poison Wine, which meant that Chen Ling in front of him was indeed not the Chao Zai in his prime, so it was not without a chance of winning!

The most important thing is, judging from the attitude of the "Chen Ling" personality towards Wu Yi, this personality of the king is not cruel, so even if it fails in the challenge, it may not die... Perhaps the king will spare its life because no one will take over its position as the poisonous leader?

In fact, among the five poisonous chiefs, the centipede was not the only one who saw that the king was not in his prime, but the psychological trauma brought to them by the previous disaster was too great. Even if they were given ten times the courage, they would not dare to take the risk of challenging Chen Ling.

The centipede was forced, but also brave... or rather, reckless.

The man in red robe slowly stood up from the throne.

"Ha ha……"

"You, want to challenge me?"

The oppressive feeling of world-destroying disaster flowed out from Chen Ling's scarlet eyes. The repressive force from the superior impacted the centipede's reason, making it even more difficult to resist when it was already under the combined pressure of the two poisonous leaders.

The centipede's body trembled visibly, but it did not retreat. Instead, it continued to stare at Chen Ling.

Chen Ling spoke calmly,

"I admire your courage... but today, I am very happy and do not want to get blood on my hands."

"Seven days later, you come here..."

"My lord, I will give you a chance to challenge me."

After saying that, Chen Ling glanced at the toad and scorpion beside him, turned around and walked towards the palace.

Upon seeing this, the toad roared at the centipede even more angrily, as if accusing the centipede of ruining the welcoming banquet it had carefully prepared for the king, making the king in a bad mood and leaving early... Under the pressure of its momentum, the centipede did not choose to respond forcefully, but chose to retreat after a brief struggle.

Regardless, the king accepted its original challenge in public. Seven days was just a blink of an eye for the calamity of the Ghost-ridden Abyss. It had to preserve its strength and not be hurt in the slightest before the challenge began. After all, once the original challenge was launched, it would not care whether you were in your prime or not. The strong would fight to the end, even in the worst conditions.

The scorpion at the side saw Chen Ling and the centipede leave separately, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly crawled back to his wine pool and savored it carefully.

After leaving the banquet, Chen Ling sat on Wu Yi's back and went straight back to the palace.

Chen Ling accepted the challenge from the centipede, not because he was sure he could beat the centipede, but because he had to accept it... Ghost-mocking the King of the Abyss would never refuse a challenge from his subordinates. He would only enjoy the pleasure of killing his subordinates and the excitement of toying with his enemies.

If he had really refused just now, it would have been a sign of weakness in front of the entire Ghost-Mocking Abyss, and the situation would only get worse.

If he wants to eliminate the hidden dangers in the Ghostly Abyss, he must truly become a "disaster"!

But Chen Ling knew very well that it was impossible for him to defeat the eighth-level poison master in hand-to-hand combat with his current strength. Seven days was the deadline he gave himself...

He must complete the next evil beheading within seven days!