What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

"The third trial is more special and simpler. It is composed of two different levels. It is estimated that it can filter out 90% of people~"

The sound of the huge shadow had gone from being sexless and without ups and downs at the beginning, to now it had a strange feeling of excitement. Domi frowned when he heard it, but under the eaves, he had to take every step to watch.

"There are no extra rewards for killing people. Just try to survive until the end. The most abundant rewards are waiting for you!"

After the words fell, the white light transmitted under everyone's feet lit up again.

Duomi took one last look at Albert and the others, who were still recovering, walked over and patted Albert on the shoulder:

"After you get out alive, remember her well. If you die, you won't even have the chance to remember her."

The pure white cubic space was suddenly enveloped in a vast white light, and everyone disappeared. Only the huge shadow remained this time.

His face hidden under the hood grinned for the first time, all the way to his ears.

Extremely excited, extremely sick.

Finally left quietly...

When we arrived at the new trial site, it was a dark wasteland, a bit like a dry field. There were no extra trees or buildings around, and it was completely empty.

There were large and heavy dark clouds overhead, as if a world-destroying rainstorm was about to fall.

Everyone was there, looking at each other at a loss.

tick tock...tick tock...

As a few drops of rain hit Albert's bald head, he slowly raised his head and looked at the sky. The downpour came instantly!

Everyone was drenched in water.

Domi took his time and made a hood for his windbreaker to put on himself. At the same time, he took out three water-proof goggles for his teammates. The ones he used were specially designed for pigeon hoods.

Then hand each of them a bottle of night vision potion to ensure that they will not get separated in a dim environment.

"Young man, do you have a treasure bag? Why do you have everything?" Tuo'er marveled at this.

"This is called being prepared. When you go out to mess around, you have to be careful."

Then, in the heavy rain and patches of dark clouds, purple thunder brewed.

Tuo'er himself is a lightning mage, and his perception of strange things is different from ordinary people. He looked up at the sky with flashes of lightning. Because of his goggles, the rain could not get into his hood:

"It's going to thunder...big, big thunder."

Afu swallowed, and faced the natural disaster, she was a little scared and said: "How big is it?"

Two bulging pigeon eyeballs stared straight at the nervous Afu:

"It's enough to cover this entire wasteland with thunder."

"Then we are dead?!"

"Don't mess up your position," Duomi said, "Maybe that's how this level is played."

Indeed, as Duomi thought, when the thunder was about to pour down, a large circle suddenly appeared on the ground not far away, with white light emitting from the edge.

Without even thinking about it, a special piece of land suddenly appears in the thunderstorm that can sweep everywhere. It is safe to stand in it!

The four of them ran away immediately, fearing that they would be squeezed out. If they started to conflict with others, it might be too late, and the boat might capsize in the gutter.

While running wildly, the pouring rain slapped on the face, making it difficult to open one's eyes and visibility was extremely low.

But in a dark environment, that circle of white light is so dazzling that it attracts moths in the darkness to risk their lives and pounce on it.

Soon, Duomi and others were the first to step into the white circle. After a few seconds, more people came in, filling the white circle directly. Those who were slow to react were not surprised to be stopped outside. .

They begged for a squeeze, but no one would trade their lives for the lives of others, especially those who were already on the fringes.

Seeing that their prayers were in vain, those who were squeezed out became hysterical.

"If I can't get in, I'll die outside, and you won't even think about it easy!"

After saying the harsh words, they put on ferocious masks, took out weapons or staffs, and were about to launch an attack into the crowd. It was still the kind of attack or spell with knockback characteristics.

This makes it clear that some of them have to be pushed out!

However, just when the attack was about to come, the thunderstorm above struck down first!

Thunder struck directly above the head, and the sound seemed to deafen the ears!

Boom! !

Thunder as thick as a bucket fell from the sky like countless arrows, immersing every inch of soil in the wasteland in frantic thunder magic.

Those who still stood outside the circle were naturally baptized.

The lightning pillar directly enveloped them, and those standing in the white circle could only see a black figure struggling in pain, screaming, and wailing...

The cry was so shrill that everyone couldn't help but shudder, and silently made up their minds to grab the white circle position.

The thunderstorms seemed to come one after another. After it ended, there were only a few piles of human ashes left in front of everyone, which was very sad.

At the same time, the white circle under my feet looked like cells dividing.First, it shrank as a whole, then split into two, and then 'sprinted' away in two opposite directions.

Everyone was stunned at first, and then automatically divided into two groups, each chasing one of the haloes of light.

The three people in the long-range turret naturally followed Domi and the others.

However, everyone had been injured to varying degrees in the underground palace before, and every step of running would cause injuries, so their speed naturally dropped a lot.

Coupled with the explosion during the first wild run, I still have no strength now.

By the time they arrived, others had already taken their seats, and the white circle was more than half the size of the previous one, making it impossible to squeeze in.

Just when they felt desperate, a few unlucky guys were kicked out directly. They were crawling and rolling in the mud trying to run back, but they were kicked far away.

Domi's body was revealed, and his face under the hood seemed to be calling them over.

"There's a spot now, come on."

Tashan and Barnett were relieved and immediately walked over with Albert, finally squeezing into the circle at the last moment.

When the thunder fell again, those unlucky ones became poor scapegoats.

Tashan put his arms around Duomi's shoulders and was so moved that he burst into tears, unable to tell whether it was rain or tears.

"Brother Shizhao! I won't say thank you for your kindness. If you need us in the future, just tell me that we will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

"It's just a little effort. Instead of thanking you, you should hurry up later. The white circle is about to shrink again."

Just like the first time, the white circle that was half smaller was now more than half smaller, but it was no longer split, and flew away in a random direction again, and all the living people immediately followed.

On the other side, a team led by Father Harlan Justin and others also occupied the new white circle.

But this time, too many people were squeezed out.

People outside the circle die, and people inside the circle live. Although there is only a white line between them, they are like two worlds apart.

Naturally, Justin would not be stupid enough to go out by himself and give the opportunity to a stranger, so he said coldly:

"You can choose whether to die now or later."

Claws that were as sharp as iron and mud popped out from between his fingers, so sharp that even rainwater could cut them in half.

The people who were blocked outside looked at each other. They knew very well that they had no choice at this moment. It was better to fight to the death than to sit and wait for death!

"Give it a try and the bicycle will turn into a horse-drawn carriage!!"

The scene of the "uprising" was staged in two different places at the same time...

I’ll pay off what I owe~

Chapter 145 Chapter 144 The strong wind moves forward

Conflict breaks out, calms down, shrinks the circle, runs away...

After repeating this several times, the number of survivors was significantly reduced.

Duomi glanced at them and could count them one by one with his fingers. There were only thirty people here alone.

If the two white circles separating the two places are the same size, there should be 30 people on the other side, which adds up to only [-]. Compared to [-]... people die almost every moment and every second, let alone at the beginning Thousands of 'players'.

If there is a mastermind behind this ruin, then Duomi feels that he is either a mental patient who engages in performance art, or he is a perverted murderer who takes pleasure in killing people.

He kills people without blinking an eye, but he can't do it to trap so many innocent people at once.

"Torrent, do you think there is someone behind this ruins?"

After surviving the last thunderstorm, they had a little rest time, but only a little. In 5 minutes, they would start the second half of the trial immediately.

In this life, Tou'er is a 'native' native of the North, so he should know more about this ruins that can be traced back to recent times than other outsiders.

Thor crossed his hands and thought, and after a moment replied:

"I never thought of this possibility before, but after the boy said this, I think it's not impossible."

"Before this, adventurers had different descriptions of the content of the trials after they came out, and they never encountered the same thing after so many times. Such randomness was obviously not something that the technology at that time could achieve.

If no one was behind the scenes to design and control all of this, the Northern Kingdom would not have huddled in the extreme cold for so many years. They would have gone to the Central Plains long ago. The Lionheart Empire would be nothing more than a small Kalami. "

"Uh... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made trouble about your hometown..."

Duomi waved his hand casually to show that he didn't mind, and fell into deep thought after hearing this possibility.

If someone is really manipulating all of this and trying to trap them all to death here, what is his purpose?

Duomi couldn't understand that this ruins would give considerable rewards to those who passed the trial every time, which showed that it was not short of money or natural resources, and the possibility of killing people to seize treasures was low.

Could it be the soul of a slave who lost his body?

That's not right. If that's the case, why are there still so many souls of Xisha soldiers?Are theirs fresher?The soul probably doesn’t care about this...

Thinking of it, Duomi also came up with a reason in the end.

"So young man, do you have any ideas?" Tuoer asked curiously.

"No, it doesn't make sense at all."

"Then you can't do it either~"

"How about you come?" Duomi rolled his eyes and said angrily.

Caretaker guessed casually as if he was angry with him: "I guess that person just wants to watch a show."