"You have no way of telling who's weak or who's strong at all. The warriors from second-grade worlds will definitely try to kill as much as they can. After so many slaughter games, the warriors from second-grade worlds always take up the first three spots."If you just look at the warriors from the third-grade worlds, we don't just have a fifty percent chance to die. It's as high as sixty or seventy. That's because the chances of warriors from second-grade worlds dying is much lower than us. Most of the ones who die are from third-grade worlds."As he said that, the small-eyed man got emotional. He frowned tightly, "I know you think you're very skilled, but everyone who participates in the slaughter game thinks they’ll survive as well."Entering the slaughter game doesn't just require luck and skill, but smarts as well. If you are to survive, you at least need to excel in one of the three, but I don't think you do."The bearded man's expression darkened when he heard that. His lips
Rudy raised an eyebrow as he pressed his forehead, no longer daring to think any further. The more he thought, the crueler he felt the world was. He had always said that the world was a place of survival of the fittest before this, but he never truly felt the meaning of the phrase until that moment.Rudy took a deep breath, "In the eyes of the strong, you'll feel like all of this is right. However, in our eyes, we just feel like it's crazy. The world is just too crazy."Death doesn't seem to matter in this world at all. No wonder I was too scared to try and survive in a large clan before. The competition is too fierce. It comes with so many corpses, and so many people lose their lives so easily. I don't want to be one of them, I just wanted to live my life carefully."Fane smiled, not expecting that Rudy would have thought about it so much. Fane had felt like Rudy used to just do whatever he pleased using his position, but he learned humility after going through so much. He never ex
If that was the case, then Rudy would still need to return to Hestia Continent. However, if he could place Rudy in Mustard Seed, then Fane would not have to worry about that. Mustard Seed was a treasure from the Divine Void World. It was an isolated space. If Rudy was placed in Mustard Seed, Fane would not have to worry about bringing him away.When Rudy heard what Fane said, he gaped in surprise. He was no idiot. He naturally knew that Fane had some secrets as he excelled at everything. He was much better than everyone else no matter if it was in alchemy or in martial arts. Fane could no longer be described as just a genius. He was a monster.Even geniuses from first-grade worlds were probably only just comparable to Fane's level. There was no way a genius like Fane was someone who grew up in Hestia Continent. Fane definitely had an immense secret behind him. However, Rudy never tried to look into that secret, acting like he did not know anything. It was precisely because of that,
Fane was not the slightest bit threatened. He merely stood in place with a calm expression, waiting for Guzman to make a move. Fane's actions infuriated Guzman. He felt like he was being challenged.Guzman snorted, "Brat, what are you pretending for? Do you think I'll think you're better than you are just because you're acting like this? Stop trying to put on an act. It's useless against me. No matter how calm you act, I'll still kill you in the end."Fane's lips twitched helplessly. He thought that Guzman would attack faster if he acted like that. He did not want to waste any time with nonsense, but it seemed like he had to. Sure enough, those warriors who thought too highly of themselves never liked to see his calm expression. They felt like he was challenging them.Fane sighed in exasperation as he raised an eyebrow and looked at Guzman, "You're just like the rest of them. You just love annoying me with your nonsense. How do you know if I'm putting on an act? Do you think I can't
Guzman never expected that he would be so infuriated by someone from a third-grade world. He kept on thinking about what Fane had said just now. It seemed like everything Fane had said had trampled all over his dignity.Guzman would not be able to take it even if a warrior from a second-grade world said that, let alone someone from a third-grade world. Guzman's hands trembled as he sentenced Fane to death in his mind. Fane was amused by how angry Guzman looked.He did not continue wasting time. He formed seal after seal with his hands, and ninety Soul Swords condensed in front of him. The gray Soul Swords were neatly lined in front of Fane, emitting a dim energy.When Guzman saw that, he was surprised. He scoffed, "So you're a soul attribute warrior. Do you think you're worthy of using it?"After saying that, Guzman formed seals as well. A radiant glow shone from the golden chakram, and blood-red runes started to surface around it, slowly covering the glow in red. It was as if he h
Guzman's hands quickly moved, and countless seals formed between his fingers. The seals quickly fused into the locusts. The moment they fused with the seals, the locusts let out a radiant red glow. It caused the whole place to be enveloped in that red light, looking like they were in hell.The red locusts quickly charged right at Fane. Guzman coldly looked on as everything unfold. There was a smirk on his lips as he thought about Fane's demise. In the next second, countless locusts surrounded Fane, who still stood in place.Seeing that, Guzman scoffed and said, "I've never seen someone who wants to die as much as you do. The technique I'm using, the Blood Curse is a lower ultimate god rank technique. There's no way useless trash like you have ever touched a technique of this level."How would you know how strong it is? Brat, when you're in hell, don't blame me. Blame yourself for being ignorant of how strong second-grade worlds are!"The moment he said that, he heard a crack in fro
Those words caused Guzman to pale. He took a deep breath, realizing that he was in a serious situation. He had underestimated Fane's strength and overestimated his own. Guzman frowned and said, "You were hiding your skills!"Fane felt incredulous when he heard that. He had just met this person, and they had just fought once, so how did he conceal his skills? However, Fane did not want to bother with it.It was a common problem with all the warriors from the second-grade worlds. As long as their opponents were not pushovers, they would blame their opponents for putting on an act or concealing their skills. It was an attempt to hide the fact that they had made a bad judgment.Fane scoffed as he said in disdain, "The fact that you said that just proves your stupidity."Guzman's lips stiffened, unable to say anything back. Fane continued, "You said that your Blood Curse was a lower ultimate god rank technique and that someone like me would never have seen it before."The moment Fane s
Guzman could not hold his anger back after hearing that. He clenched his teeth and looked at Fane, raising his voice, "Brat, don't try to overestimate yourself. I know you're skilled, but you won't be able to deal with me that easily at my full strength. Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"Fane could not help but laugh when he heard that. He looked at Guzman with an expression full of mockery, like Guzman was an idiot.He did not want to continue talking to the man. Fane wanted to use Guzman to train himself too. He took a deep breath before he shut his eyes. His hands constantly moved as he formed seal after seal. This time, his seals were different. They looked much more complicated than before.A meter-long blade slowly condensed in front of Fane. It was the storm god rank technique, Soul Sky's first level, the Broken Soul Blade. To learn the Broken Soul Blade, Fane had absorbed countless treasures. They were worth at least seventy or eighty million spirit crystals. Just