I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1462 - 1466: Haven’t Eaten, Huh?

"Everyone, be careful, the armor he's wearing has something fishy about it!"

Someone finally realized that around Zhang Menglong's body, an extraordinary energy was swirling. Anyone approaching him would be scorched by an intense high temperature, a heat surpassing even the depths of a star.

The most terrifying thing was, even if they distanced themselves from Zhang Menglong, this force continued to rampage in their bodies like a relentless maggot, and even after sharing life force, they could clearly feel their own internal life force draining away.

"Hahaha, caught you off guard, didn't it?" At this moment, Zhang Menglong, who was wreaking havoc among the crowd, suddenly felt a surge of force from behind, but for someone clad in two layers of armor, that power was little more than a tickle.

"Look, he's not invincible!" the trialist said proudly.

But moments later, he showed a face full of pain as the force he had just exerted on Zhang Menglong doubled back on him, continuing to sap his life despite its exertion.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and instantly disappeared in a burst of blue flame.

"What happened? He wasn't even attacked by Zhang Menglong just now."

"I know him. He's someone with an elemental body; flames can't harm him. He's one of the few who can approach Zhang Menglong without fear of that armor."

"How did he die then?"

Everyone was puzzled, even feeling a touch of fear inside as everything seemed too eerie.

"There's a lot you don't know!" Zhang Menglong, wielding the Infinity Blade in his left hand and the Murderous Sword in his right, moved effortlessly through the trialists. Since they wanted to kill him, he wouldn't hold back; mercy to the enemy was cruelty to oneself.

An increase of ten thousand times in strength and a shared life force of ten thousand times, yet no one could withstand a single stroke from Zhang Menglong. He killed ferociously like a grim reaper, albeit he inevitably took some hits. At this moment, someone finally discovered the secret of the Thorn Cloak.

"The cloak he's wearing can reflect the attacks we inflict on him!"

"What? Such a crazy thing exists?"

"He's got an equipment that, while damaging us, applies ongoing damage to us as well!"

"If we attack him, we could get rebounded to death by that cloak; if we don't, he'll burn us alive with that fiery armor even without lifting a finger. Where does he get all these bizarre items?"

"And have you noticed Zhang Menglong's strength is getting even stronger? Just now he could at most break an opponent's armor with a kick, but now he can explode a person along with their armor with a punch!"

"Does he have something on him that strengthens his power through killing?"

These people were not undeserving of being classified at the level of the Main God. As the casualties mounted, they deduced more and more information from Zhang Menglong's actions.

...

"You guessed it right, but there's no reward!" Zhang Menglong waved the Murderous Sword in his hand, killing tens of thousands within minutes, and the layers accumulated on his Murderous Sword had reached ten thousand!

His power had now reached ten thousand times that of an ordinary Level Two perfect life form! Just destroying the armor on these trialists required barely a wave of his hand! If he unleashed his full power, even he couldn't imagine what sort of terrifying force that would be.

"We can't beat him! Give up!" Someone finally regained their senses. Only one or two thousand had died now, a small fraction among their millions, but no one could deny Zhang Menglong's overwhelming might.

If they continued like this, over four million of them would perish here today! Not dead in the trial, but at the hands of other trialists—they didn't know whether to call it tragic or deserved.

"Too slow!" Zhang Menglong suddenly found that killing one by one was too inefficient, so he started using his ultimate skills.

"Demacia Justice!"

"Sword Control Technique!"

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin Technique!"

...

Each sword technique was like the Grim Reaper's scythe, harvesting lives, dismembering hundreds with every move. The colossal sword, hundreds of meters long, caused powerful shockwaves that shattered thousands upon its descent.

Twenty thousand layers, thirty thousand layers, a hundred thousand layers, a million layers…

Not only the trialists, but even those clad in gold armor were dumbstruck, now able to describe Zhang Menglong with just two words: Invincible! 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Pile on him; I refuse to believe his stamina is limitless. Even gods get tired, right?"

"We'll kill him when he can't swing his fists anymore!"

...

Amid the slaughter of hundreds of thousands, some trialists were now fueled by rage, and Zhang Menglong's stamina indeed began to wane, even after deactivating various martial arts-enhancing states. Fighting endlessly, one couldn't avoid fatigue.

"Look, he's panting! He's not human, he gets tired too!"

"Kill! Kill him!"

"Idiot! Don't I know how to use elixirs?" Zhang Menglong took out a handful of elixirs and stuffed them into his mouth, regaining full vigor shortly after.

Only then did they realize, trying to wear Zhang Menglong down was an impossible task!

The slaughter continued until no one dared advance anymore.

The ground beneath Zhang Menglong was littered with pieces of golden armor and blood of the trialists, while beyond, there were countless trialists in silver armor, now terrified by Zhang Menglong's prowess.

"We quit, we quit!"

"Let whoever loves to kill traitors do it; I want to live a few more years."

"We can't kill him; sooner or later, he's going to wipe us all out by himself!"

What's left of the trialists began to discard their armor and flee for their lives.

Zhang Menglong did not pursue. Frankly, slaughtering them all brought neither benefit nor meaning to him, so why waste the effort?

"Now it's your turn." Zhang Menglong eyed the gold-armored individuals. Are you going to just stand there, or should I go over and wipe you out myself?

"Don't approach him; this person is exceedingly dangerous."

"Understood, as long as we keep our distance, his armor and cloak can't harm us. His power, at most, is only a few times stronger than a normal Level Two perfect life form."

Zhang Menglong had been controlling his power; they didn't know that with the Murderous Sword stacked to a million layers, his full power was unimaginably terrifying.

"Use that move directly, don't hold back!"

"Okay!"

Nearly ten thousand gold-armored people reached a consensus instantly, forming a formation and activating the power of their Golden Armor to its full extent.

"Brother Zhang, be careful! This is the armor's most powerful move. Even a Level Three perfect life form can't match its sheer power!"

At this moment, Shen Yi, worried for Zhang Menglong, emerged from the hut. Unfortunately, he was of no help to Zhang Menglong now.

"You all shall die together!"

The combined power of nearly ten thousand gold-armored individuals materialized into a towering giant, wearing a similar golden armor, wielding a heavy hammer, capable of tearing the world asunder. They disregarded the consequences entirely!

"It's over!" A glimmer of despair flashed in Shen Yi's eyes. Unless it was a Level Three or higher perfect life form, no one could stop this hammer swing!

As the heavy hammer came crashing down toward Zhang Menglong, he merely raised a hand. With a million-fold force erupting, the gold-armored giant seemed mere child's play in his eyes.

"Is that all? Haven't eaten, have you?"