While Jobtran, Demier and Bass were fighting hard in the open space, the other contestants in the magic forest also encountered various troubles.
These are all chain events caused by the spore eruption caused by Death Shadow.
For herbivores, this is a sudden gourmet feast.
Many herbivorous animals that usually live in seclusion came out of their caves to enjoy this spore feast.
The Death Shadows were not disgusted by this behavior, as it was just one of their daily rules.
Herds of herbivores came out with their families to enjoy the meal, but in the eyes of carnivores, this was also a top-notch feast.
The strictly protected cubs were eating these delicious delicacies that are usually not seen with their stomachs full and grunting.
After a while, just a short while, they will be full, and when they are full they naturally can't run anymore.
Oh, the tender and delicious hind leg meat, the juicy and succulent shank meat!
Oh, and the meat walking on legs that had never been seen before!
The hungry carnivores now gave up the concept of territory and the struggle between races, because these functions that were originally used to maintain food supply were now useless.
With so much food and so many preys, they only need to use the hunting instinct in their genes and the killing skills honed day and night, and these are all delicious meals within their reach.
This is really hard for the contestants participating in the magic forest.
They discovered giant birds hiding in the treetops around them, poisonous spiders buried deep in the ground, and herds of wild animals roaming around.
At this time, these creatures were like crazy and attacked them.
The only thing they had in common was a pair of crazy eyes.
Countless hostile and even murderous eyes were staring at them in the shadows, and if they revealed any flaws, they would be doomed.
One after another, the contestants fell, and one after another, sharp claws, pounces, and bites surged towards them.
The name of the preliminary round, "Big Brawl", seems to be absolutely correct.
The contestants face threats from this enchanted forest, and have long forgotten the sweltering desert.
Damn the forest, the desert is so harmonious, except a little hot.
This is what all the contestants think.
They used all the skills they had learned from Miskatonic University, as well as survival techniques.
Whether it was bows and arrows, swords, guns, or magic, everyone at this moment used their best tactics to deal with this rampage of animals.
Compared to other middle and lower-level players, Arthur, as a top player, is more comfortable in this kind of situation.
In the open battle, Arthur only drew a sword, and then he was like a fairy dancing among flowers, floating in every attack and swaying in every bite.
The audience remembered that this was what Arthur, the student union president, was supposed to look like.
So elegant, so indifferent, but a contrast has already appeared in some people's hearts.
They remembered how Arthur was made miserable by a bug, so to them, Arthur now looked a little artificial.
Many viewers have turned their attention to the makeshift trio fighting hard in the open space.
Demir's protection array had been constructed, but it had yet to be activated, as if he was scratching his head in confusion.
Joet Brown even wielded Ebony and White Ivory dual-wielding, using energy barrages to repel wave after wave of the gathered Death Shadow Spores.
Bass was not idle either. He stabbed many ferocious beasts with his spear.
"What's wrong, Demir?"
After firing continuously, Joe Butran felt some pain in the base of his hands. He knew that this meant that maybe he should stop for a while.
On the other hand, the energy in his body is not inexhaustible. Such high-intensity output has made his body feel a little overwhelmed.
“According to my memory from the last time in the ruins, this is the correct way to assemble it, but I can’t activate it.
This is very worrying.”
Demir shouted frantically.
Although he is a student of archaeology and can understand the ancient Atlantis texts, it does not mean that he really understands how to operate them and the principles behind them.
Normally he would take things apart and put them back together step by step, just like building a model.
This trick doesn't seem to work well today.
But you can't blame him, this was what he got when he hunted the Stockholm Unicorn last time, and he was not familiar with it yet.
"You hold on, and I'll do the research."
Joet Brown put away his guns and left the task of blocking to Demir.
Before that, he looked up at the hourglass above his head.
"Three minutes at most."
Joet Brown thought to himself.
Next, he calmed down and dismantled the protective array devices in front of him one by one.
Although he ran ahead, Demir was always observing Joet Brown's movements out of the corner of his eye.
His face twitched. You know, when he first came into contact with this strange energy module, it took him more than an hour to find the first disassembled part.
In contrast, Joet Brown just took a look and started to dismantle it.
That amazing proficiency is like an expert who plays jigsaw puzzles every day and can easily restore the puzzle. ①
“Energy splicing lines, no problem.
The energy transmission channels are unobstructed.
So what exactly is the problem
Ha, not enough energy to activate!"
After a while of whispering, Joe Butran found the crux of the problem.
He injected some energy into a square energy block and placed it back in the center of the device.
The entire device lit up with a faint blue light, and then a thin membrane appeared, protecting the three people.
"Okay, let's call it a day."
Jobtran clapped his hands and stopped Bass who was about to rush out to continue killing the beast.
"Now just wait for the transmission."
Demir touched the empty backpack with heartache. Not very good at long-range attacks, he could only rely on the treasures he picked up from the ruins.
If you lose one thing, it’s one less.
"It's not a big deal, don't act like you're distressed.
At worst, after the game is over, I can just make you a copy of everything you threw out."
Joe Butran patted Demir's shoulder to comfort him.
"Make one? Come on, how do you know what I used
That is a treasure I found from many ruins.”
DeMille looked at the boastful Joet Brown with disdain, but Joet Brown then recited a long list of names as if he knew them all.
"The first one should be the Quetzalcoatl Staff from the Mayan ruins.
The second one, if I'm not mistaken, is a voodoo doll from Central and South Asia.
. . .
The eighteenth item is the explosive orb that the old man gave you."
At this moment, not only DeMille, but even Bass looked at Jobtran as if he were a monster.
The audience was also in an uproar, and some people even played the replay to check one by one to see if the objects that Joe Butran mentioned were correct.
There was a continuous sound of admiration in the audience, as they all praised Joe Butran's terrifying amount of knowledge.
But on the other hand, the contestants who persevered were wailing.
Madeline, whose whereabouts are unknown, triggers her back-up plan, some interesting pollen.
Madeline, in her dazzling white lab coat, did one very simple thing:
Stand upwind and sprinkle the pollen away.
These pollens are small and look as fine as flour. There is not much pollen in a handful.
Any contestant who breathed in one of the pollen grains would instantly lose consciousness and fall to the ground.
They are not poisoned, but slowly fall asleep in the sweet fragrance of flowers.
If it were in a peaceful environment, this pollen might be used as the main ingredient of sleeping pills, but this is a magical forest full of dangers.
Many poor contestants were torn to pieces by the ferocious beasts that pounced on them while they were sleeping.
The countdown of the hourglass ended, and the transmission lights gradually lit up.
Jobtran put away the protective array device and threw it to Demir.
"Keep it. It may be useful when you defend the ring next time."
"Okay, listen to your boss."
Demir flattered him decisively.
He may not be able to win the fight, and he has two powerful generals, himself and Bass, by his side, and they are also very smart.
Who else can be considered a big shot than Joe Butran right now
Such a thick thigh, just hug it.
"It is very likely that we will be scattered again in a while, so don't rush to gather together, but look for the best opportunity.
Bass, listen up, too.
The terms of our alliance are very simple, there are only three conditions.
1. Trust each other and don’t betray each other.
2. Become the final winner through the competition.
Three: Help me kill Arthur.
Of course, I will deal with Arthur myself, and you just need to help me deal with those miscellaneous soldiers."
Joet Brown publicly stated these terms for the first time before it was his turn to transmit.
The audience was boiling again.
The last time he talked with Demir about the alliance, Joe Butler spoke in a low voice so that only Demir himself could hear clearly. It was even more impossible to judge what Joe Butler, whose face was covered tightly, was saying by his mouth shape.
Now, Joet Brown is declaring open war.
"Is this crazy? That's Arthur?!"
"That's crazy! If he wants to compete for the top three, I think he still has hope. But if he kills President Arthur, that's impossible."
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but Joet Brown, who was at the center of the incident, was naturally unaware of it.
But in the audience, there were a few people who silently clenched their fists and cheered for Joet Brown.
Columbia, Falk, and Howard, who had once been associated with Joet Brown, all sat together, but only Professor Robert was busy with the medical team.
These three people are now wrapped tightly. They are following the rules set by Jobtran and have done some protective work.
After the transmission of light, the original large army of more than 3,000 people is now reduced to more than 500 people.
The crowded venue now seems a little empty.
Merlin, on the other hand, floated in the air with a false smile on his face.
His heart ached, but he had to do it.
The fact that Arthur has endured until now proves that these sacrifices are far from enough.
Merlin looked at the children who had fought bloody battles to this day, and his heart was filled with sorrow.
He asked himself,
“Is it worth it?”
After thinking it over again, he decided to leave the answer to this question to future generations to judge.
Looking at Merlin floating in the air without saying a word, the contestants naturally did not say a word either.
A strange silence spread in this empty space.
"Ahem, old man?"
Joe Butran broke the silence and also broke Merlin's contemplation.
“Oh haha, I’m old, I almost fell asleep.
Sorry, sorry. "
Merlin just laughed it off and got away with it.
“Congratulations everyone, we have made it through our first stage - the Grand Brawl.
There are now five hundred and twenty-one contestants who have successfully advanced.
It seems that everyone present here has a good chance to visit my treasure house, right?"
Merlin's not-so-funny joke made the contestants laugh.
What is the purpose of participating in the competition
Isn't it just for a large number of credits, glory, and the chance to obtain the treasures in Merlin's treasury
All these seem to be right before our eyes, within easy reach.
Many people naturally let go of the burden in their hearts.
They chose to forget that their hands were stained with blood.
Jobtran was not idle, but was looking for Arthur's position in the crowd.
Arthur seemed to have gathered with the remnants of the student union, leaving about forty people in total.
The force of more than forty people combined into one seems to be a powerful threat in the next ring match.
At the same time, Joet Brown noticed a small movement of Arthur.
He took out a can of clear liquid and handed it to one of the wounded men beside him.
The man's injuries were not very serious, and he drank the liquid without hesitation.
Seeing this little action, Jobtran felt an alarm bell ring in his heart.
“Arthur, he’s not the type to use precious healing potions to save his men.
There’s something wrong with that can of stuff.”
The wounded man drank the unknown liquid and bowed to Arthur repeatedly with gratitude.
After drinking that thing, he even felt that the wound was not as painful anymore, and it seemed that only his heartbeat quickened a little.
"It's inevitable that there will be some minor side effects from the treatment drugs."
The wounded man comforted himself in this way.
But he didn't know that what he drank was not a healing potion, but the breath of death.
Within just a few seconds, the injured person felt that the acceleration of his heart began to become abnormal.
It wasn't just a simple acceleration, but it turned into a terrible twitch.
The heart muscle is so strong, what kind of drug is this that can make the heart muscle twitch? !
He instinctively stretched out his hand and grabbed Arthur who was beside him, and Arthur grabbed him and held him in his arms.
At the same time, Arthur shouted out,
“Principal, I’m sorry, the contestant next to me seems to be feeling unwell.
Can we get him to withdraw from the competition?"
Merlin didn't see the hidden move Arthur made, so he naturally agreed.
The injured person's ID card was crushed and he was prepared to be teleported back to the campus.
The medical team waiting for treatment suffered as a result.
"No! We can't let him go!"
Jobtron shouted, but the transmission was complete.
All that was left was Arthur's sinister smile.
"You're late."