Chapter 467: Chapter 53: The Tide and the Sea

Just as they were discussing Lord Deep Sea’s reaction, the projection within the white mist suddenly cut off and went dark.

“What’s going on?”

The old man wearing a monocle widened his eyes, incredulous.

There was never a problem with the death competition, except this time.

The dozen or so people present were flustered; if an issue arose, they would all be held responsible and could likely face the death penalty.

“I’ll go check the energy warehouse downstairs, you guys examine other areas.” The man pocketed his coins and hurried off.

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“This should count as my win, right.”

The man with the giant sword saw the screen suddenly go black, chuckled and said. He thought the opponent must be playing some trick.

“······ No, how can there be a problem, the ritual backfired?” The person sitting in the high seat suddenly stood up and said with a frown.

The death competition was certainly not merely for entertainment, but primarily to prepare for their next expansion by converting mass deaths into energy that could continuously create space.

This was the source of their constant expansion; every time they successfully opened a world, they would hold a death competition in that world to digest the aftermath of the previous war.

Since Blue Star was a low-tier world, they skipped the war step and directly conducted a death competition, but they never expected such a change.

An interrupted death competition meant that the next one would have a long interval, disrupting their expansion pace and potentially threatening the safety of their world.

The man carrying the giant sword also realized the problem and stood up, saying, “Let’s go down and check the situation.”

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“What is that?”

Shen Xuan widened her eyes, seeing crimson beams of light piercing through the black mist, like red threads connecting heaven and earth.

[Blood Energy: The fusion of life force and soul, pure and high-quality energy, possessing the power to open and connect spaces.]

Su Changxing licked his dry lips and said blandly:

“I seem to understand what this so-called death competition is really for; it’s truly domineering, using death to perpetuate death, endlessly expanding.”

Shen Xuan reacted, leaning against the railing, half-closing her eyes, and asked, “Hmm? How do you know so much?”

Su Changxing chuckled and replied, “Observation. Understanding the nature of things gives you the corresponding answers.”

He turned to look.

She had already fallen asleep, awake for only forty minutes.

No, it should be said that she controlled the active time, Shen Xuan had been awake all along, watching everything unfold around her.

A massive array appeared overhead, covering the sky and rotating slowly, seemingly about to disperse the rolling dark mist.

“Is it really this exaggerated?”

Su Changxing pondered for a moment, suspecting the bald man gave wrong information; “Black Gold Mage” might not be from the Black Fog World.

He sensed the aura of another world, filled with bewilderment, a distorted scent reminding him of fairy tale worlds in comic books and a hint of salty sea air.

Three worlds slowly approached each other, driven by factors that seemed coincidental.

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A huge and luminous demon pattern array appeared in the white mist, spinning rapidly, causing the surrounding space to tremble, triggering a violent shake throughout the underground space, as though on the verge of collapse.

But this isn’t an ordinary world; it’s a wild world that perpetually fights and expands.

“Prepare for battle!”

A person wearing wire armor stepped out from the crowd, shouting. He was a general, and there were quite a few soldiers here.

Immediately, a thousand warriors lined up, the scene becoming orderly, starkly contrasting the previous chaos.

War is an eternal topic for civilizations; chaos signifies war, order signifies peace, and order is established upon chaos.

This is not about right or wrong but relates to the interests of races and civilizations.

One cannot say that wiping out another civilization is wrong; it’s merely survival of the fittest, as per the rules.

The apocalypse is not just destruction; it’s also rebirth!

“An interesting game, but it might not be so fun next time.”

A woman cloaked in a black magic robe, with wine-red long hair, floated above the white mist, her expression icy, visible beams of light darting around.

“Yala, heed my call!”

She opened her arms, gazed at the sky, and shouted as if in song, brilliant light bursting from between her eyes.

“Bold!”

A stern reprimand echoed.

A giant jet-black hand reached for her, instantly covering her.

The next moment, vast quantities of seawater surged from the white mist, along with a massive tentacle crashing into the jet-black hand.

The hand shattered, scattering countless ice crystals into the air.

The massive collision sound generated a high-decibel noise, causing those nearby to hemorrhage from their senses.

In the white mist, another world emerged, an endless sea beneath a thunder-illuminated black sky, with an enormous octopus-like tentacle monster coiled in the sea.

Half of the underground venue was instantly flooded, and more astonishingly, some Extrordinaries struggled in the water, seemingly about to drown.

This is no ordinary seawater!

Suddenly,

A scorching ray pierced through the seawater from above, shooting from the white mist into that world, illuminating the entire underground space like the sun.

A man clad in broad armor, wielding a bronze giant sword, with eyes like matrices, appeared in the vast underground space, standing in mid-air.

One sword slashed through two worlds!

Penetrating hundreds of nautical miles.

The massive tentacle monster was bisected instantly, the sea likewise split in half.

A torrent of blood spurted from the octopus creature, tainting the seawater, and poured into this underground venue from the white mist.

“Sun Lord!”

Many soldiers cried out, their faces lit with excitement and reverence, having witnessed such scenes more than once.

During the long expansion, the Sun Lord has intervened multiple times, his prolonged life leading generation after generation forward, upward, toward expansion.

Half of this world was personally crafted by him.

The mightiest lord, the most radiant leader, the sun of this dark world!

“Everyone retreat and seal this place,” the Sun Lord called out as he looked at the world before him, heavy with ominous aura.

Deliberation before action is most crucial, with hastily entering conflict potentially dragging the entire world into the mire.

As he spoke, the crimson blood transformed into black fish swimming in the water, adorned with sharp teeth, swarming to bite those trapped in the water.

“Black Gold Mage” was nowhere in sight, seemingly vanishing from the start, possessed of remarkable hiding disguise abilities, even to deceive this illustrious Sun Lord.

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