in the name of the queen.

It was a bloodthirsty and crazy night.

Ansu's death did not stop the overseas extraordinary people's crazy steps. On the contrary, when Sophia killed Ansu, the Sword Master drew out his second sword.

This is a two-handed heavy sword, and he is going to fight to the death.

Roland raised his shield high and rushed forward. Sif fought side by side with him. Her spear moved like a venomous snake, making a constant "whooshing" sound, disrupting the rhythm of the sword master.

She and Roland have a perfect understanding of each other, and they can cooperate perfectly without words or eye contact.

On other battlefields outside the sea of ​​flowers, the fighting was equally brutal, even bloodier.

There are too few places for survival.

Except for the two unlucky ones who were eliminated before the game started, the remaining 193 extraordinary people present had to compete for the precious 60 tickets.

Only about one out of every three people survives.

Although there are differences in strength between extraordinary people, they are all like supermen in the eyes of ordinary people.

They are all outstanding people who are striding forward on the road to becoming strong. Who among them does not have a glorious past?

Since I'm not dead, why do you say I have no chance?

Everyone was holding on to the belief that if they could kill one, it would be one, and they were completely crazy.

In addition to the high-end game in the sea of ​​flowers on the top of the mountain, the extraordinary people around also tacitly look for opponents of the same level and similar ranking to kill.

Screams, roars, and scolding together played a elegy to hell.

On the tragic battlefield, several referees stood on the observation deck of the floating palace, watching the tragic battlefield below with interest.

Watching the fight between nearly two hundred extraordinary people, the only female referee on the panel yawned and said impatiently:
"This is the audition with the least number of participants. It's so boring."

Her words caused a young referee nearby to frown slightly and caused others to laugh.

Blind Oliver, who was wearing a purple eye patch, smiled and explained:
"This is not surprising. This time we have only gathered qualified land-based transcendents. Ocean transcendents, geocentric transcendents, magical beasts, fierce beasts, evil spirits, and descendants of the Magic Empire are not participating. Although the number of people is small, this selection is very exciting."

The blind man's words did not resonate with the female referee. She frowned, snorted, and said with disdain as a pale green light surged from her fingertips:
"Wonderful? Apart from the Winter Queen's barely excellent performance and the few people in the flower sea who were barely passable, how was the performance of the others wonderful?"

Oliver did not argue with the female referee. He just sighed and said calmly:
"Look over there, the guy playing cards with his opponent, their duel is very exciting."

The female referee looked at the two people pointed out by the blind man with some surprise. After observing them carefully for a moment, she couldn't help but look back at the blind man and asked, "Are you serious?"

"of course."

The female referee couldn't help laughing. "They are ranked 185 and 183 respectively. Unless a miracle happens, they won't stand a chance. Their fighting skills can only be rated as poor. I know you want to say that they are fighting for survival. This is the beautiful blossoming of life, right?"

"Jenna, you are wrong."

The blind man did not argue with the female referee. He just said quietly, "As you said, only a miracle can save them, so they are fighting for a miracle."

Although Oliver was serious, Jenna couldn't understand. She continued to refute, "Humans always like to believe in these illusory things. We Sulings are different. I only believe in strength and skills."

Oliver sighed and said nothing.

There are also differences among the Sulings.

He believes in abundance and is blessed by the Lord of Abundance. He can condense his flesh and blood body and has some thinking of flesh and blood creatures. This is different from other judges. The elements that make up their bodies are wind, earth, water, fire, light and darkness. They cannot understand the splendor and diversity of flesh and blood life.

Oliver gave up the argument and silently looked at the battlefield, watching the farewell performance of 183 and 185 like a fight between two weaklings.

The miracle did not happen.

183 and 185 were evenly matched, and both fought until they were exhausted, and were taken advantage of by 145 who was passing by. 145 had no time to rejoice, as he was soon taken away by 133 who had just killed 92.

Such battles continued to take place, and the number of people on the battlefield dropped sharply.

Seeing 183 and 185 die one after another, the female referee Jenna couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Oliver, this is what you call a miracle? It's really interesting."

Jena's merciless taunting caused the other referees to burst into laughter.

Ever since Oliver took on flesh and blood form, there has been some rift between them and Oliver.

In their eyes, Oliver was dirty and unclean.

How can the pure higher elements be polluted by vile lower flesh and blood?
The flesh and blood of mortals is very fragile, and only those who can reach the Sanctuary (Level 3) are qualified to be on equal footing with them.

After becoming a god, the fragile body will become a divine body, which is another matter.

These humans below are just mortals of the seventh rank, and naturally they are bodies that they despise.

Most referees are like watching ants fighting, and they all want to see a river of blood.

The more brutal the civil war among human superhumans, the happier they are.

Blind Oliver is a complete outlier on the jury.

He even held up a crystal ball to record the situation on the battlefield.

The crystal ball in his hand is also a magical artifact. It has a very large recording range and can record a lot of video images.

He likes photography, and this crystal ball has recorded countless fierce battles, including the discussions within the referee team.

He also often watches and reviews games to help himself improve.

Seeing Oliver carefully recording the battle below, Jenna could not help but protest loudly, "Oliver, you still have my battle footage recorded here, right? Delete it. I don't want to store it together with the images of these lowly lives."

Oliver, who usually has a good temper, finally couldn't help but explode.

"Don't worry, I will delete your video records after the battle is over."

Jenna was choked and speechless, but she couldn't find any reason to object.

After all, she just didn't want to be stored with human images, and Oliver satisfied her.

If you don't want to store them together, you don't have to delete the human images. You can also delete hers.

Oliver expressed his dissatisfaction in this way. Although Jenna was angry, she could only endure it.

After all, Oliver is much stronger than her.

Blind Man's strength is very close to that of the chief referee Hawkeye, a whole level higher than her.

In the Suling clan, where strength is respected, the weak cannot speak loudly to the strong, otherwise they deserve to be beaten.

Before, she could show off only when Oliver gave in to her. Now that Oliver doesn't want to give in, she can only give in.

Just as Jenna's eyes glowed green with anger, the chief referee Hawkeye couldn't help but interrupt them.

"Stop arguing and just watch. The next time you want to see a show like this is the day when the Saint returns."

"Look, the Sword Master has entered the sea of ​​flowers. The most spectacular battle has begun!"

Following Hawkeye's reminder, several referees turned their eyes to the sea of ​​flowers at the same time.

As Sophia used up everything she had to kill Ansu, her remaining strength was completely exhausted, and she could only retreat back under the ginkgo tree to rest.

On the surface, she killed An Su with one sword, looking handsome and cool, like a god of war. If she were an ordinary person, she would definitely be scared and run away.

However, her enemies were no ordinary people and would not fall for it at all.

If Sophia could use her remaining energy to kill Ansu alone and continue fighting, there would be no need for her to hide under the ginkgo tree.

On the surface, it looked like Sophia had killed the enemy alone, but from another perspective, it was an extreme one-for-one exchange between Ansu and Sophia, using his own life to allow her to leave the battlefield early.

As long as Roland and others who were protecting her were killed, she would also die.

In order to prevent Sophia from being ambushed and killed, Roland had to send Christine, who was good at defense and healing, to take care of Sophia.

It's equivalent to Ansu one for two.

In the eyes of Sword Master and others, although Anzu died, his death was worth it.

Although Anzu himself didn't think so, he was already dead and no one cared about his opinion.

The current situation is that the Sword Master, Shaman Koloko, Yoga Prince, and Psychic are against Roland, Sif, Lisa, and Alina.

Christine could only provide support from behind and did not dare to give it a try.

Sophia leaned against the golden ginkgo tree, holding the blue rage in her arms, as quiet as a statue.

The sword master took out his trump card, the heavy sword without an edge.

As we all know, swordsmen are known for their strong comprehensive abilities and flexible sword moves, but their ability to attack is far inferior to that of long-handled weapons.

This resulted in duels between swordsmen usually being lance duels.

The more famous the swordsman is, the more exaggerated the length of the lance he uses. They almost want to appear on stage carrying a seven-meter anti-cavalry lance.

Only a pure swordsman like Grosso, who regards the sword as his second life, would insist on using the sword.

However, an ordinary long sword could not break Roland's shield, not even the swordsman Grosso could.

So he took out a super heavy sword weighing several hundred kilograms.

This is a meteorite iron heavy sword made from special iron ore collected from meteorites.

The biggest characteristic of meteorite is its weight.

Grosso raised his heavy sword above his head, his expression solemn and his tone sincere, "Roland, Sif, I respect your strength, so I will use my real killer move."

Grosso was a very traditional warrior who valued the honor of a warrior, so he would not launch a surprise attack. He even planned to introduce the origin, weight, and characteristics of the meteorite heavy sword to Roland, and then kill Roland openly.

In his opinion, it is a warrior's honor to die at the hands of his opponent's ultimate move.

He believed that Roland also had a warrior's heart of honor.

Unfortunately, he was wrong, Roland didn't.

Roland is a knight, how could he have the honor of a warrior?

Not only that, but neither did Sif and Lisa.

The first one to take action was Lisa, and she did it before Grosso even finished his cool lines.

Her eyes were burning with flames, her whole body was covered in flames, and she looked as hot and dazzling as a red flame.

She was really angry. Is this human language?
What does it mean to respect Roland and Sif? What about her? Is she just a supporting character who doesn't even deserve a name?

Before, she was not a superhuman and had not learned magic, so people looked down on her. But now she is a top-level super magician. If people still look down on her, then all her magic learning would be in vain.

The flame of anger burned in her heart. Lisa let out a long, clear cry, stepped on the flaming cloud, and soared into the sky like a giant bird.

"Look, that's Phoenix!"

The judges in the sky, the fire-attributed spirits exclaimed.

"How can tiny humans master the Phoenix's unique skills?" Flame Su Ling was stunned.

The eagle-eyed referee narrowed his eyes, carefully identified it, then smiled and shook his head.

"You're looking at it wrong. That's just a Firebird shockwave that simulates the Phoenix's attack method. To be precise, the Firebird is also simulated. She's using a blazing flame shock."

"If it's a simulation, it's too similar." Flame Su Ling murmured.

Although she was a little confused, she still accepted Hawkeye's statement.

The phoenix is ​​a powerful being in the realm of gods that controls fire, and its strength is equal to that of the three goddesses. If a phoenix really appears on this battlefield, everyone present will die, and even the entire mountainside will be burned to ashes, turning it into a hell of scorching flames.

Even the Firebird is a top five warrior.

Lisa simply transformed herself into an element for a short period of time, simulating the form of the elemental creature firebird and releasing the purest flame impact.

Even so, it has already exceeded the Flame Spirit's understanding of human transcendents.

"Is this something a human being can do?"

Although Hawkeye was arrogant towards humans, he was quite gentle towards his own people. He explained with a smile:
"The specialized abilities of a transcendent plus the pure control of fire magic can create miracles."

Miracle.

This word cheered up Oliver and made Jenna look a little unnatural.

She didn't like this statement very much, and she didn't believe that Lisa could break through Grosso's offense and defense.

There are many confusions in the rankings announced by Hawkeye teacher just now, including the Thunder Sage and the Sword Saint.

The Sword Master in his normal state is indeed no match for the Thunder Sage, but when he raises the heavy sword in his hand and enters a state of attack and defense, his strength will surpass Asu.

He and Ansu are Schrödinger's runners-up, and either of them could win.

At this moment, the Sword Master is truly the second in command.

The ultimate in swordsmanship is the integration of offense and defense, while the ultimate in fire is high temperature, a high temperature that transcends defense.

"Fuck!"

Lisa flew into the air and transformed into a firebird, releasing a jet of flames that accurately hit the swordsman.

Grosso was surrounded by flames, his whole body was on fire, but he remained unmoved.

The sword technique that combines offense and defense is enough to withstand any damage.

Although he was in pain, he believed that Lisa would be unable to bear it sooner.

His guess was correct. Although his skin was burned in many places and even had a burnt smell, he still managed to hold on.

Gross looked at Lisa falling from the air, a cruel smile appearing at the corner of his lips.

Killing them all is the greatest respect.

Miss Lisa, please go on your way.

Just as he swung his sword to deflect Roland and Sif's attacks and waited for Lisa to land, an unknown powder fell from the air.

He subconsciously held his breath, but the powder still irritated his nasal cavity and he sneezed violently.

Is it pepper, chili powder and cumin?
Grosso, who was forced to inhale air, was stunned.

Before he could say anything, Lisa laughed in the air, "Sorry, I sprinkled the powder too late. The taste may not be very good. It's a waste of ingredients."

Everyone knew this was a mockery and provocation, but Grosso still broke down. His old face was flushed red. This damn woman actually treated him like a barbecue? !

In the air, Flame Su Ling laughed so hard that he was leaning back and forth. In his pupilless eyes, flames flickered, just like his joyful mood.

"How interesting! This human actually treats the enemy as a dish."

"No, this is a clever provocation. Look, the one with the heavy sword has rushed into the encirclement."

"The battle is almost over."

Hawkeye sighed and pointed at Alina who was reciting a prophetic poem under the ginkgo tree.

"She is quite courageous. She even dared to make predictions through loans."

"Teacher Hawkeye, what is loan prophecy?" A cute-looking young Su Ling asked softly with curious eyes.

Hawkeye did not answer immediately, but smiled and asked: "Do you know the ultimate killer move of astrology?"

"I know. The Great Prophecy." Young Su Ling answered immediately.

"The Great Prophecy is a loan prophecy. Predicting the enemy's death in advance, and then using the difference in strength to turn the prophecy into reality, thus avoiding backlash, this is the Great Prophecy."

Hawkeye smiled and said, "The Great Prophecy is a very powerful skill, but also very dangerous. Once the prophecy cannot be fulfilled, the backlash force can easily tear the prophet apart."

"That human astrologer made five loan predictions at the same time. If they failed, it would mean the death of both body and soul."

"What if it succeeds?" young Su Ling asked curiously.

"If it succeeds, it succeeds." Hawkeye replied disapprovingly.

"No benefit?" Young Su Ling was a little disappointed.

"I don't have to pay interest on the loan, isn't that a benefit?" Hawkeye was amused by the young Su Ling.

"Look, the battle is about to end."

Just as Hawkeye made his judgment, the battle came to an end.

The Sword Saint Grosso's state of mind cultivation was still a little bit lacking after all. Because he was treated as a barbecue and his defense was broken.

If it were Roland, he would smile and ask the other party to be more careful.

If it were Sophia, she would have chopped the enemy with one sword.

Unfortunately, Sword Saint Grosso has neither Roland's mentality nor Sophia's strength. Balanced abilities in all aspects also mean overall mediocrity.

Grosso was eventually killed by Sif and Roland under the ginkgo tree.

The following battle is Alina and Sif's performance time.

Alina predicted the moment Grosso rushed into the sea of ​​flowers and determined that Grosso was dead.

Grosso died before the power of prophecy could backfire on her.

She continued to predict the deaths of great shamans, mediums, and yogi princes.

Roland and Sif worked together perfectly, killing them one by one.

Roland is the iron wall, Sif is the piercing spear, and wherever they go, Alina's prophecies come true one by one.

With the psychic's heart pierced, the battle in the sea of ​​flowers came to an end.

All members of Sophia's team survived, but Sophia and Lisa were seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness, and the others were also injured.

Sophia's enemy team was completely wiped out.

The result was one-sided, but the process was very dangerous.

If Grosso could cooperate well with the others, he would have a chance to break through Roland's defense circle.

As long as Roland falls, Alina will predict the backlash of failure, Lisa will burn herself out, and Sif can only perform the elf's swan song under the ginkgo tree.

But he held on.

As the only male in the team, Roland stood in front like an iron wall, creating the stage for the flower sea elves to bloom perfectly.

The victory was theirs as well as his.

Roland raised the shield and scepter in his hands, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and said in a pretentious and cool manner:

"we are"

"champion!"

Sif took over Roland's words. She thought of the stage play about the Elf Queen's Homecoming, and the encounter that started from the essay contest.

The battle on the periphery was still going on, but that was a bronze game and had nothing to do with them.

Christine and others called on the extraordinary people in their camp to enter the sea of ​​flowers and wait for the results of the battle.

She did not rush out to kill the extraordinary people who were lucky enough to be promoted in the rankings.

It is always better to leave a way out for others than to have the whole world as your enemy.

Even if she killed more people, she couldn't ensure that the others on her side could enter the top eleven, so it was better not to kill.

The battle outside was still going on, but no one dared to enter the sea of ​​flowers.

The second and third ranked super strong men all died in the sea of ​​flowers, so any small fry who came in would be killed for nothing.

When the midnight bell rang, there were still seventy-five extraordinary people on the battlefield.

The extraordinary people ranked 61-75 are still fighting desperately in the last moment.

There is no time.

Hawkeye referees and referees descended from the sky.

Most of them cannot fly independently and can only slowly descend to show off.

Hawkeye raised his hands, smiled and said, "Stop it."

“Thank you for letting me see a wonderful performance.”

He read out the names of No. 61 to No. 75 in turn, bowed slightly, and said solemnly, "Your struggle has shown me the unique courage of human beings. I applaud you."

The fifteen extraordinary people outside the killing line were originally in despair, but when they heard Hawkeye's words, a flame ignited in their hearts.

Could it be that.
Hawkeye raised his hands, his voice gradually lowered, "Go on your way with peace of mind. I will remember your names and your farewell performance."

"No!"

"asshole!"

"***!"

Some people wailed, some were angry, and some just started to curse. It’s the last moment of life, can’t they curse a few words?
Hawkeye saw clearly the anger, unwillingness and despair of the losers, but he still made the judgment indifferently.

disuse!

The bodies of the fifteen losers fell limply, and no miracle happened.

The extraordinary person who happened to be ranked 60th was covering his bleeding wound, breathing heavily, and his legs went soft and he knelt on the ground.

He beat his predecessor who was 60th at the last minute and got on the bus on time.

He worked a miracle, at least for him.

The battle is over and the awarding of honors begins.

Hawkeye will start with the third prize, the bronze medal.

Those who received the medals quickly broke through to rank six and achieved a qualitative change. Some of them were excited, some were calm, and some felt uncomfortable.

They were lucky enough to get through this time, but what about the next day of return? However, their loss did not last too long. As long as they were still alive, who dared to say that they could not continue to create miracles?
The bronze medals have been awarded, and the silver medals are next.

All five members of the group passed the test, and Roland even ranked second, becoming the runner-up, just below Sophia and above the four contract partners.

After conferring the medal, Hawkeye glanced at Roland, waved his hand, and said calmly:
"The side effects of the Soul Blood Link are too great, so it's better not to use it."

Roland's face changed slightly, and he swallowed back the curse.

This is his trump card. Why don’t you let me use it?
But he soon felt relieved.

If you are not allowed to use it, then don't use it. The soul-blood connection of one person's death for the whole family is indeed somewhat dangerous. The battle is over, so it's better not to use it.

Holding the runner-up medal, Roland closed his eyes slightly, and countless knowledge poured into his mind. When he opened his eyes again, he directly skipped the sixth rank [Iron Guardian] and jumped to the fifth rank [Front of the March].

Both of these rank promotions come from the secondary profession of Paladin.

After all, his highlight moments in this battle of the sea of ​​flowers all came from the Paladin class, and had little to do with his main class, the Allusive.

The March of Heroes advancement allows the Paladin to have offensive capabilities equal to its defensive power.

The corners of Roland's lips raised slightly.

This advanced profession is not bad. In future battles, I will no longer be a pure meat shield.

The final award went to Sophia.

She took the gold medal, opened her eyes and closed them, and she was already a rank four [Tyrant].

This advanced profession made her frown slightly.

Compared with the referees in front of her who wiped out the lifelong efforts of fifteen extraordinary people while chatting and laughing, how was she cruel?

Just as she was about to protest, countless memories flooded into her mind and her face turned extremely pale.

She remembered everything. So that's why she got this advancement.

Seeing that the jury was about to leave, she suddenly said, "Please wait a moment."

Roland looked at Sophia in astonishment and kept winking at her, signaling her not to be impulsive.

But is Sophia the kind of person who would listen to advice?

Looking at the judges who turned back, she asked softly, "There is something I want to ask you. What were you thinking when you killed those fifteen people just now?"

Although these words were spoken gently, their content was somewhat aggressive.

Hawkeye frowned and said coldly: "Sophia, are you questioning me?"

He snorted coldly, clenched his fist lightly, and made an explosion in the air. The sound resounded throughout the White Mountain like a volcanic eruption.

"Since you want to know, I can tell you. Do you have to consider the feelings of the ants when you crush them? Sophia, you are an ant just like them."

After saying this, Hawkeye dodged his foot with all his strength, and the entire White Mountain was shaking.

With this earth-shaking stomping sound, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Sophia remained silent and closed her eyes. Past memories came flooding back to her mind. She saw the backs of the three deserters and understood why she was called a tyrant.

She doesn't like these past events and she wants to completely break away from the past.

Even if the price is losing forever the power you once had.

The path she had taken was not wrong, but she could not take it again. If she took the old path again, the three deserters would come back and kill her.

She knew them too well.

Sophia made a decision in an instant. Without destruction, there is no construction. Without saying goodbye to the past, how can there be a new life?

Seeing Sophia close her eyes, Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, although Sophia is arrogant, she is not a fool. The strength of this Hawkeye referee is at least level three, if not level two. Sophia will die if she clashes with him.

Just when Roland thought Sophia had given in, she opened her eyes.

Roland's blood froze.

Those were a pair of eyes without any human emotion.

It was empty and cold, like a whirlpool leading directly to the end of the abyss of the universe.

Roland's soul trembled.

Hawkeye turned back in horror and saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

The midnight starry sky suddenly turned black, and the red moon in the sky also turned dark brown.

In this desperate darkness, the azure sword light illuminates the night sky like the sun.

The blue rage turned into blue light and disappeared into the air.

The sword energy crossed the space and gently struck Hawkeye and others, as gentle as a caress.

However, at the moment when the sword energy hit, Hawkeye's life and soul were shattered at the same time.

The referee team was wiped out.

The world returned to the dark night, the starry sky twinkled, and the companion moon gradually rose into the sky and returned to its original position.

The tide receded and the mountains and rivers became calm.

There is only a crack hundreds of meters deep extending from the top of White Mountain all the way to the banks of the Rodinia River.

Everyone was stunned.

Is this the power that humans can possess?

The bodies of the judges fell limply, the hearts of elements exploded all over the ground, and a crystal ball of divine artifact rolled down and floated towards Sophia.

She tiptoed and held the crystal ball in her hand, and her sweet voice resounded through the sky.

"I don't like Annihilation. From now on, the name of the new era will be changed to"

After a pause, she said softly, "Rebirth."

(End of Volume 3) (End of this chapter)