4389: C4389 Never Palliate

C4389 Never Palliate

In the sky, the voice of the simulacrum of a deity sounded once again.

"You are all the most outstanding geniuses, but sometimes, reality is very cruel. Next, you will have to begin a true battle, fight for the sake of honor, and everyone that comes along will be seen by your ancestor, the ancestors of the gods, and you will have to put in all your effort to achieve this. Everything you have is given to you by your ancestors, so you must know, if you truly want to receive the blessing of the gods, you must complete the following rule mission at 100%."

Then what were the rules, and what were the rewards of the great treasure?

Although everyone was terrified, they all pricked up their ears and listened intently.

That was the final point.

"The rules of the game are very simple. All 180 of you will have to fight at the same time, with a time limit of 300 breaths. Only three spots will survive. Yes, the rest will all be eliminated, and you will all die …"

Boom!

The divine voice was like a bell, shaking the hearts of everyone present. Everyone was astonished, as if they had just been struck in the head.

This time, everyone was completely enraged and terrified. They were trembling, afraid, and frightened. In the end, what they didn't want to face still came. It was like a nightmare that they couldn't get rid of.

Everyone survived the incomparably difficult death battles because they were too afraid of death battles. The pressure was too great, but even so, the cruelty of the second round had exceeded everyone's imagination.

188 people, only 3 could survive in the end. What sort of concept was this? The rest would all die, and there wasn't even a chance to go back on their words. However, they would all be able to escape.

Just thinking about the seven-colored fog and the frightened bugs, who would still be able to maintain their composure? Just those super talented warriors alone had more than ten people, and they were all top ten.

Not to mention that the little prodigy from the Vast Sky Empire would have a spot in the competition, no one would kill him. He was the future hope of the human race, and was the only super genius who could become a god.

Of the over 60 people that fought in the first round, only one in 60 had a chance of winning. Of the 188 people present, three of them had a chance of winning.

Many martial artists, even without fighting, had already guessed their own destinies. Their only fate was death.

Amongst these super geniuses, there were people who had yet to step into the Divine Tribulation of Martial Arts. For example, there were forty to fifty people like Jin Xuanmeng and Long Ling. The number of people who had stepped into the first level of Martial Arts was the most, over a hundred.

The three spots that were most likely to survive would definitely be theirs.

In other words, even an expert of the 2nd level of the Martial Inversion realm could die here. The difficulty was too high.

This time, regardless of whether it was Long Yan, Gu Lingfeng, or the others who were in the top few, they were all unable to remain calm. They were all frightened because they wanted everyone's lives.

Many people did not have much hope, and had already completely lost their cool. Those braggart fellows from a moment ago, who didn't want to lose face for their ancestors' gods, they were the ones who cursed the most happily.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. As for the rewards, no one cared about them because no matter how valuable the treasures were, it was better to have one's life.

This was the last life and death battle. There were only three slots left. If nothing went wrong, then these martial artists that hadn't reached the Divine Tribulation of Martialism shouldn't have any hope of winning this battle.

"Heavens, why are you treating us like this? Why, why are you doing this to us, you bunch of shitty god ancestors, you're all demons, maybe you guys aren't our god ancestors at all, you're just pretending. How could our ancestors let us send us to our deaths? Who the hell is the mastermind behind this, get out here right now!"

Standing in the middle of the crowd, a three meter tall burly man was enraged. He could no longer tolerate such torture and directly started cursing at the sky.

All deities were bullshit. In any case, it would still be death. Even if a rabbit got anxious, it would still bite, let alone a human.

He wasn't the only one who was unwilling and began cursing. Many martial artists were like this. However, other people were wailing in grief and resentment, unlike him, who was not as flamboyant as he was.

Suddenly, a divine light surged, and a crack appeared on the giant platform. The seven-colored fog turned into a giant hand and reached in through the crack, grabbing the warrior in the palm and crushing him in an instant.

This was a Martial Heaven Tribulation Realm expert! It instantly turned into dust and disappeared from the place. The seven-colored divine mist palm that was filled with killing intent, then retreated, leaving behind a pile of white powder on the ground.

No one dared to continue blaspheming the gods, and no one dared to breathe too loudly. They trembled, and looked as if they had lost their souls, and there were even some martial artists that trembled so badly that they were scared to the point where they peed on their pants.

"Don't kill us, sob sob ~" Many people held their heads and knelt on the ground, crying out in pain.

When Long Yan saw this scene, he clenched his fists tightly and held Long Ling in his arms. This kind of feeling was really hard to bear, it was even a feeling of being controlled by someone, causing people to feel suppressed. Even if there was a grudge in his heart, he didn't dare to vent it out.0

It seemed that after stepping into the Divine Dragon Empire Region, the cruelty here had truly exceeded Long Yan's imagination, making him desire strength even more. Only by being strong, could he control any rules and only then, who could control other people?

Long Yan gritted his teeth. The thought of only having three spots to live, and then looking at the super strong warriors around him, the pressure was too great.

He naturally wanted to fight for the chance to live on. He also wanted to protect the woman he loved in his arms. In addition, he also wanted Jin Xuanmeng and Long Yan to protect the two girls.

There were so many powerful experts that even he himself was unable to protect himself. Furthermore, he had to protect them. This was easier said than done. It was simply as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

To Long Yan, this was definitely the biggest challenge.

For an almost impossible mission, even Gu Lingfeng did not have the confidence to survive, let alone Long Yan. On scene, there were quite a few experts at the 2nd level of the Martial Inversion realm.

The huge pressure made Long Yan unable to breathe. However, no matter how hard it was, Long Yan would never give up.

Such a rule of death was simply a nightmare in everyone's heart. It was impossible for anyone to avoid it. Who dared to say that they would definitely become the strongest person here with absolute confidence?

While everyone was still in a state of extreme fear and anxiety, the shouts grew louder and louder. Soon after, the divine sound came again.

I know that all of you are very afraid, very scared, and even desperate, but all of you must be like this, whoever doesn't dare to follow the rules set down by our ancestors, then who will be the one to end up like that person, no one can resist that person, and the last three people who survived will be the final victor, and that's the rule. Also, you must affirm one more point, if someone dared to use the God Nation to secretly hide other people, then the result can be imagined.

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