Deep in the Living
Chapter 333 - 321: The Victor

Chapter 333: Chapter 321: The Victor

[Evil Play Capital, Synarchia]

The Grand Theater today seems somewhat different.

The massive festival once used for selecting new Insects often lasted a full four days or even longer. Many times, participants would hide in the shadows, scheming against each other, trying to determine the final ten, which was a lengthy process.

The audience would stay in the theater the entire time, often sleeping, waking only when their betted fighter engaged in assassination combat to watch.

But today, the Grand Theater has changed.

It is no longer the silence of slumber but constantly filled with noises, the kind of excited shouts seldom heard during Evil Play.

Even the staff inside the Grand Theater have started to get busy.

Inside the theater,

audiences wearing skullcaps and watching this grand festival drama sat upright, clenched their fists, and occasionally burst out shouting:

"Good!"

The Grand Theater itself, after comprehensive consideration, has also reinstituted an independent betting, specifically for a special event taking place during the festival, initiated by Luo Di’s [Fighting Project].

Simultaneous with the fight, the audience could place additional bets on the fighters about to take the stage.

This type of situation never happened before,

and such scenes would be impossible in the style of Evil Play.

Yet, when someone organizes this most pure, most primitive ancestral fight, the result turns out surprisingly well.

After all, this is True Hell.

No matter what type of demon, their blood mixed with their ancestors’ elements, this primitive one-on-one is a deeply ingrained, age-old desire in their genes.

...

Before the bell tower, at the crossroad.

Besides the initial circle drawn by Luo Di, two more circles were drawn here.

Currently, over a hundred individuals have gathered here, participating in the open-air Fighting Hall temporarily established by Luo Di.

The associated rules and order have also been perfected as the number of people increased.

Anyone using illegal props during the fight, anyone attempting to disrupt the competition from outside, anyone trying to destroy the Fighting Hall,

will be subjected to unanimous chasing and killing by most participants.

Currently, the situation in the Fighting Hall has largely stabilized, with everyone signing up orderly, and both participants and spectators fully investing their emotions.

According to outside warrants, about 75% of the festival’s participants chose to come to the Fighting Hall, the remaining 25% perhaps were fundamentally unshakeable in their beliefs, or had poor combat abilities and still hid in the shadows.

Luo Di, as the initiator and the principal order enforcer, has also made a series of localized improvements to the rules of the fight and ensured fairness as much as possible.

1. Allows the use of augmented body structures, such as additional limbs.

2. Individuals who win three consecutive matches can choose to leave and rest or continue to fight.

3. All spectators can report any foul play by competitors at any time; once a violation is discovered and sufficient evidence is provided, the accused will undergo a joint trial, and their brain essence will be shared between the complainant and the opponent.

4. The final fight will retain 10 individuals, equal to the number of people participating in the dinner.

These ten represent the ultimate winners of this ancestral fight, and they will also form a sweep team, performing a thorough cleanup of those hiding in the shadows who did not participate in the fight.

And moreover, the cleanup will still take the form of one-on-one fighting until completely cleared.

As the first fighter and also the initiator,

Luo Di could have taken a break after achieving three consecutive victories, even waiting until the end.

But he showed no intention of resting; he continuously fought within the initial circle, using the opponents’ brain essence as replenishment, resembling a perpetual motion machine.

No matter how severely injured, he still stood within the circle.

Every victory was celebrated with a raised right fist, a symbol of triumph.

Many spectators and competitors gradually came to see Luo Di as a special being, giving rise to an inexplicable primitive worship.

Some astute individuals also recognized that Luo Di was not in his original body, but was participating in the ritual using the body of a Corpse Mover. Perhaps a big shot from the Evil Play, purposefully interfering with the ritual to introduce a new mode. If one could perform well here, there might be additional opportunities to transform into an Insect later on.

Less than eight hours.

Luo Di held a syringe in one hand, pressing it into his brain, and with his other hand raised high, he declared his fifteenth consecutive victory.

The brain rooted between the cranial bones was no longer the initially pale, decaying, and lifeless state.

After injecting the brain essence of nearly twenty competitors and undergoing this most primitive physical sculpting, a perfect pink brain, shimmering with the gloss of muscles, had formed.

This brain was uniquely in Luo Di’s style,

flawless, beyond reproach.

The pituitary gland between the brains also showed more than a 30% Moon structure, its connection to the Original Body growing tighter.

For some reason,

gazing at these pale arms that did not belong to him, Luo Di found himself growing fond of this temporary corpse, feeling that it was highly similar to his original body after being controlled and grown through consciousness and combat over this period.

"The physical adaptation brought by fighting and the perfection brought by brain completion... This corpse has highly adapted to my consciousness. I hope after this drama ends, I can take this body with me.

Once this corpse meets with my Original Body, maybe unexpected effects will occur."

The abilities of the pituitary quietly activated,

using fine tentacles hidden under the skin and between bone joints to fill and support the battered body, gradually helping it stand up.

At the same time Luo Di rose,

a round of applause erupted,

and the nine people who had survived in the Fighting Hall all clapped, being victors who had lived to the end but were filled with respect for Luo Di in their hearts.

Or rather, it was precisely Luo Di’s temporary Fighting Hall that provided them with a new life experience, helping them find a path more suited for themselves.

Feeling the worship and respect, Luo Di did not resist such emotions, and even somewhat enjoyed being the focus of such gazes.

He raised his arms, letting his voice ring out: "The fighting is not over yet, there are still some participants hiding in this city who have not come to the scene, let us complete the final sweep."

Under Luo Di’s instruction, the remaining people spread out to search the entire city.

Because their brains were nearly complete, all related abilities were amplified, making them incomparable to the cowering insects.

They quickly found all these timid rats and killed them speedily in one-on-one confrontations.

[Twelve Hours]

Just half a day’s time,

the town center’s bell rang once more.

The metal doors at the base of the tower swung open.

The familiar voice echoed in the brains of the remaining competitors:

"Congratulations, you are the final survivors of this ritual. Please proceed to the town center to join the banquet within half an hour. Once you complete the final banquet, this drama will also come to an end, and you will be granted the identity of an Insect, to become one of us."

Those immersed in the Fighting Hall were clear that this signified they were chosen by the Evil Play, and the final dinner was just a formality.

It was similar to the spine granting among the Spine, like the metal infusion into a Monk.

However, these survivors did not rush to the banquet; instead, they all gathered around Luo Di and uniformly addressed him as "BOSS".

"Boss, let’s go to the banquet."

"Let’s go."

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