The Demonic King Chases His Wife

“Crush them! Crush them!”

The candidates kept praying in their hearts.

However, when the fireball was just ten feet away from Su Luo, it suddenly came to a forceful stop.

It seemed to stretch out its flames and shivered. Until, it shrank and changed its rolling direction...

What in the world was happening?

Could it be that it had seen a ghost? It clearly had a target, so why didn’t it continue to attack?

Many of the people had questions they wanted to ask and huge question marks floating above their heads. This was a situation in which they could not understand even if they pondered about it in a hundred and one ways.

In fact, even Big Sister Wei was at a loss.

She was just preparing to bring Su Luo to a safe place. She was even searching all over for some place where she could hide Su Luo with... but who would’ve expected the giant fireball to turn tail…

Seeing no danger to herself, Big Sister Wei went right back to eating her chicken leg, watching the show.

The fireball had turned to go to the opposite direction, but had now flared up with a sinister and raging blaze!

Then, the entire thing flew upwards!

The speed in which the fireball flew was terrifying!

It wasn’t rolling anymore!

Now it was spinning nonstop, going in all directions!

Because of its massive size, there were inevitably candidates who could not dodge in time and got hit.

As a result, the shrill screams kept on going. Those who heard them felt their hair stand on end.

If a candidate got hit, they were sure to be crushed. Their body would be set aflame like a human torch.

At the end, the burning people turned into flashes of white light before disappearing altogether.

Outside in the square, the blackened burnt bodies suddenly appeared one by one and fell towards the ground. Each one landing onto the next, stacking like a human pyramid, their chilling screams unceasing.

At this time, Old Ning’s brows raised in interest.

Just now the fireball abruptly changed its direction right in front of Su Luo. How was this possible? Old Ning couldn’t figure it out. The more he thought about it, the greater his curiosity towards Su Luo became.

“It seems this assessment is stricter than all of the ones before, eh.” Old Ning glanced at the Guardian with a smirk.

The degree of difficulty for the Downstream Mountain was personally decided by the Guardian, after all.

There were three levels: difficult, elite and hell. Obviously, the master chose the difficult level for the first few, but then chose hell from the fifth level onwards.

The Guardian saw the twinkle in Old Ning’s eyes and nodded nonchalantly: “Last month’s assessment was too easy on them. It’s time to push them further, so it is only right that I’m setting it more strictly.”

Old Ning glanced at the Guardian with a complacent smirk in his eyes. As he casually stroked his goatee, a careless smile flashed across Old Ning’s eyes.

The two men seemed to understand each other so well. Who would believe that they weren’t in cahoots?

At this time, the entire tower was in extreme panic!

There had been more than twenty candidates, but now only a dozen or so were left.

The five companions in Su Luo’s group had also been cut down to two, with the rest having been crushed.

As absolutely unrestrained as before, the fireball kept on shooting indiscriminately.

At this moment, someone suddenly screamed at the sky: “If we are all killed [1] in this assessment, the Tower of Trials will be closed for the next three years, and no one can be evaluated! This is the punishment for all of us dying here!”

“We can’t admit defeat. We can’t be overwhelmed. We must unite and find a way to overcome this!”

“If we can’t beat the enemy through brute force, we can only outwit it. No matter what, we must have at least one person reach the seventh floor. Otherwise, we won’t be able to take the test for the next three years. If this gets out, won’t we Downstream Mountain folks become a laughing stock?”