1758: C1758 The Reason for His Betrayal

C1758 The Reason for His Betrayal

Most of the audience couldn't bear to look at such a disgusting scene, so they all left their seats and took a stroll on the nearby shore where birds sang and flowers bloomed.

No matter how intense the competition progressed, it would still take a long time to reduce the number of 9,000 players.

Deng Luhui said with a smile.

"So many baits have finally attracted the Undead Tribe's warriors out. If it wasn't for the battle plan, there wouldn't have been a need to bring the competition field to such a strange place."

"I really don't understand how the higher ups obtained accurate information. This is an underground sealed space that is several thousand meters deep. Who can be sure that the Undying Clan's martial artists will sleep in such a place?"

"Don't underestimate those elders. They really are capable of doing anything."

Deng Luhui jogged back to a remote attic.

Elder Nu Jia sat on a hassock with his eyes closed, deep in thought. He turned a deaf ear to the noisy environment outside.

He only personally presided over the sacrificial ceremony on an extremely important day in the Divine Might Sect. Other times, he didn't exist at all.

However, if anyone dared to question Elder Nu Jia's cultivation and strength, they would be gravely mistaken.

He had already reached the level of a diamond warrior in the late stage decades ago. Perhaps he had even broken through to the stage of starshine now.

Deng Luhui stood respectfully outside the door and adjusted his aura before speaking in a low voice.

"Reporting to Sir Elder, the Immortal Clan warriors have already woken up from their deep sleep. They are crazily devouring the corpses of the competitors to replenish their energy."

"How long do you think these few thousand people can last?"

"Everyone has gone from a group battle state to fleeing in all directions. If the number of Undying Clan martial artists is limited, then this chase will probably last for a very long time."

Elder Nu Jia opened his eyes, the killing intent contained within them making way. Deng Luhui couldn't help but shiver.

"You should go back and continue hosting the competition. When the number of participants has reached the expected number, quickly move the contestants to a safe space. I will send specialized personnel to handle the rest of the matters."

"Understood."

All of the hatred originates from Divine Might Sect's Berserker Squad.

Previously, when Mu Chen completed the auction mission, he had obtained an eyeball from the Berserker and secretly transplanted it into his own body.

It was like installing an engine with unlimited energy output, which could greatly increase his endurance in battle.

It could be seen how powerful these Berserkers were.

Due to the outstanding performance of this team, they often arranged very dangerous missions.

Over time, even they themselves thought that they had become cannon fodder for the Divine Might Sect.

Dissatisfaction silently brewed in their hearts.

In addition, after they entered a berserk state, it would seriously affect their rationality and thinking, and they would be easily affected and controlled by the mental energy of the enemy experts.

These Undying Clan martial practitioners were the mad warriors who had been controlled and bewitched.

They did not think that joining the enemy was a betrayal. Instead, they put the deaths of many of their teammates on the head of Divine Might Sect.

Facing the joint siege of so many experts, they could only use teleportation arrays to return to the ruins and slowly recover their injuries and physical strength through sleeping.

In the blink of an eye, countless years had passed, and today's situation had come to an end.

Deng Luhui returned to the position of judge and then took out many exquisite weapons from his pocket.

"Plop plop plop..."

"Plop plop plop..."

This was a piece of equipment that the officials had given to the contestants, and it could cause as much damage as possible to the Undead Tribe martial practitioners.

"Taking out so many good items, are you not planning to reduce the number of competitors?"

"Elder means to prioritize the overall situation. Originally, the venue was arranged here to attract the Undead Tribe martial artists to appear."

"Since they have already appeared, then we must treat them as our primary target."

The contestants who were fleeing in all directions suddenly saw a shiny golden weapon appear in front of them and took it in their hands without hesitation.

Compared to the swords and sabers they had prepared themselves, the power of the two was on a completely different level.

The Divine Might Sect experts compressed a large amount of spirit energy into their weapons in advance, so they didn't need to use the user's own strength in battle.

Such a convenient attribute was like a pie falling from the sky to the contestants.

Just as the organizer of the competition had expected, the crowd began to kill the pursuing Undying Clan martial artists.

Under the premise of not being able to confirm the other party's identity, seeing the vicious appearance of the Undying Clan martial artists devouring corpses made the contestants feel a deep sense of danger.

"Kacha, kacha, kacha..."

"Kacha kacha..."

The brown fur on the opponent's body was even harder than steel needles. Even when the blades and swords slashed at it, they could only produce dazzling metallic sparks, and could not harm the flesh.

The mood of the contestants experienced a huge ups and downs in an extremely short period of time.

They originally thought that by obtaining a powerful weapon, they would be able to turn the situation around in an instant, but they did not expect that their side would still be the target of the pursuit.

"The number of Long-hair Monsters is increasing. Are they alive or dead?"

"There's no time to worry about unimportant things. Hurry up and think of a way to get rid of them all."

"You guys are really good at talking. The competition has been going on for so long. Who has enough strength to keep fighting these guys?"

Complaints rose and fell one after another.

However, these competitors only dared to make some probing attacks and maintained a very long distance from the Undying Clan martial artists.

Ke Lan sat on the referee's seat and felt pity in her heart. She couldn't help but look around.

She wanted to see the Divine Might Sect martial artists rush over to provide assistance and completely eliminate the hidden dangers of the Holy Ruins.

There were no traces of these people either.

"We should listen to Elder Nu Jia's arrangements."

"Let's first reduce the number of contestants to a reasonable level, then prepare for the second round of the trial."

"This is not a proper competition at all. They are completely using these people as cannon fodder. No wonder those seeded contestants from the Wealthy Class and Prominent Class are exempted from the first round. They are afraid that it will trigger an effect."

Fametz immediately made a gesture of silence. His expression was very serious.

"You are really not putting the rules of the sect in your eyes. The plans made by the big shots are not something we can casually discuss."1

"Be careful that the wall has ears. It will make Elder Enrage Jia unhappy."

The change in the situation attracted the attention of the audience again.

They all ended their entertainment and leisure activities and returned to their seats, focusing on watching the lake surface.

No one could recognize the true identity of these undead warriors who looked like ancient apes.

After all, this was an internal conflict within the Divine Might Sect.

A small number of competitors announced that they had forfeited, hoping to survive.

Their bodies began to glow with iconic light.

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