Your San Value is Zero

The first day was basically a feast for local contestants, who were overwhelmingly killing low-level players. The players were crushed out before they could perform any tricks, and all the local contestants who reached the gold level were promoted.

The nobles who were unclear about the structure of the player group regained their confidence. They thought that yesterday's scene was just an isolated phenomenon. They always believed that the information about the Prell family was false and true.

After all, the so-called Prell family has a large number of people, and it is normal for there to be one or two strong men who are different from ordinary people.

For players, the only interesting game was the one where a large number of low-level players gathered and were manipulated in secret.

[Ghost from the Heart] arrived at the Golden Eagle Castle late, but due to his fun-loving performance and style, he was predicted to be a player who would withdraw from the competition due to timidity. Then he was transferred from the back-ranking competition area to this secretly operated competition area by Berkeley. .

When local forces collect information, they will match it with the portrait of the corresponding character. [Ghost Shadow from the Heart] will manifest bat wings every time it shows its strength. This kind of information is nonsense to Berkeley, otherwise he would have been deeply impressed by yesterday's parade, and similar information would have been directly ignored by him.

Based on the normal intelligence gathered, he judged that [Ghost Congxin] was a little-known figure in the Prell family and was not something to be afraid of.

But if he had personally experienced the power of [Ghost Shadow from the Heart] before the game, he would definitely not have made such an own-goal operation.

Thousands of people were teleported into the arena, and two gold-level local contestants quickly gathered. Surrounding them were eight silver-level peak experts.

These people are all well-known front-line adventurers in the three kingdoms, and can be compared with the five great adventure kings in the Holliwater Kingdom. Obviously, they have great ambitions. They want to eliminate players and grab all the promotion places in this division.

As soon as the ten people entered the scene, they started killing each other, killing all the players in sight on the spot. Even if some people showed an attitude of surrender, they were ignored by the colluded players and referees.

A player saw his teammates being brutally killed in the distance and his equipment turned into ashes. He quickly called GG, I surrender! I quit the game!

However, the exit light curtain fell abnormally slowly, and instead became a searchlight marking him.

Ten people rushed over quickly, and a ball of fire enveloped him, and the people and equipment were reduced to slag.

When the players outside the field saw this, they immediately noticed the shady story, and the friends of the contestants were filled with indignation.

What they were angry about was not the death of their companions, but the fact that their companions' equipment was also blown up before they died.

From Berkeley's perspective, their current attitude is that they are angry because of the death of their companions. When there are more killings, their eyes will reveal not only anger, but also panic and fear.

right!

That’s how to kill!

Kill them until they are frightened!

Kill them until they retire!

Berkeley was quite proud of his wise move, and the stagnation accumulated in his heart was relieved a lot.

They are heading towards Area A2. All the people from the Tenchu ​​Legion are gathering in Area D8. Call you to contact all the players. [Ghost Shadow Congxin] did not choose to confront them head-on. He was just one person. Gold level, it is difficult to deal with two gold level plus eight silver peaks at the same time.

In Berkeley's field of vision, all the players were running away. No one dared to confront the killing team he had arranged, and he felt even more relieved.

Ten local contestants also witnessed yesterday's parade. They were relatively cautious at first, but they were not hindered in the process of killing half of the players.

In their hearts, they gradually began to despise the players, and their attacks became broad-based, no longer scrupulous.

The two gold-level contestants quickly reached the score requirements, were promoted and left the battlefield at the same time, and were teleported back to Golden Eagle Castle.

Berkeley frowned slightly and complained that neither of them knew how to control points. He couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied with the behavior of the two contestants.

But when I turned around and thought about it, ten people had just killed everyone in the Prell family without even trying their best. Now even if there are two less gold-level contestants, it won't have much impact, so I feel relieved.

Seeing the two leaders advance, the other eight people were stunned for a moment, and then felt that it had no impact.

The strongest players they met along the way were only Bronze Level 1, and they couldn't make any waves in front of a team of eight Silver Peak players.

[Dawn]: Don't be stubborn. Both gold levels have been promoted. The remaining eight people also have high points. Just eliminate two of them and you will get enough points.

While [Ghost Congxin] was still gathering people, he suddenly received a private message from [Dawn].

What?

The two gold-level people just left the eight people behind.

And the remaining eight people all have very high points.

[Ghost from the Heart] was instantly energetic. Most of the players entering this game were bronze-level players. Originally, he was still having a headache on how to deal with the ten-man team.

Now I feel relaxed. With my third-level gold level strength and Big Eyeball’s custody operation, it is definitely more than enough to deal with eight silver-level adventurers. And it can also help seven people get promoted together.

The players who were massacred by the ten contestants did not gain anything. Some of them had cast identification spells on them before they died, and they already knew why they came.

Help that Duke of Berkeley to collect debts, right? Then let him know the consequences of collecting debts from players.

[Ghosting from the Heart]: Go to Berkeley's handicap and help me find out which players have the highest odds of being promoted. Send me all their names.

[Dawn] received the message from [Ghosting from the Heart] and immediately sent the nicknames of a dozen players with high odds.

Among them, the odds of [lumbar muscle strain] are unique and ridiculously high.

1 to 150? Is [lumbar muscle strain] here? What's wrong with you? Why are the odds so high? [Ghosting from the Heart] wondered.

[Lumbar muscle strain] can be considered an old player. He knows some people from the Tianzhu Legion and gathered around [Ghost Shadow from the Heart] early in the morning.

Ahem~ He coughed twice and said weakly, Maybe it's because I accidentally broke my lumbar vertebrae when I took off my waist armor before, and was seen while crawling in the city, so those NPCs are all worried about my physical disability. Encouraged, I then skyrocketed my odds.

[Ghosting from the Heart] I quickly remembered who this guy was.

Crawling in the city with a broken lumbar vertebra, a shameful thing could actually make him look so fresh and refined. He was worthy of being the scourge of deceiving a group of players with his words as soon as the server started.

I think back then, he was also among the first batch of players in the closed beta test.

To this day, it is still stuck at the bronze level, having been thrown out by several blocks by its original companions. If I still insist on playing it till now, I think I am a true fan of this game.

[Ghost from the Heart] sighed in his heart, but thinking about it carefully, maybe this is his chance to rise.

The odds are 150, if you buy him all. With the financial resources that the Tenchu ​​Legion has accumulated during this period, even the Grand Duke can bankrupt him.

[Ghosting from the Heart] was so excited that he immediately sent a message to [Dawn]: We bought [Lumas Muscle Strain] in full to advance. By the way, be optimistic about Berkeley's treasury and people, and Berkeley will not run away when it loses money. Let him pay the money honestly, and control him if he dares to run away. Also, check his territory information. When the qualifiers are over, we will take [lumbar muscle strain] to take over his territory, hey hey hey!

[Dawn]: Are you sure you can make it?

[Ghosting from the Heart]: Don't worry, as long as [lumbar muscle strain] is promoted, we will have the honor to deal with him.

[Mingxiao]: This business is good! I'll arrange for people to follow you now.

[Dawn] didn’t ask any more questions and hurriedly gathered the guild players. Some of them were responsible for buying the gambling market, and some of them ran to keep an eye on Berkeley and his men.

Off the field, Berkeley also received information from his subordinates. When he learned that the [lumbar muscle strain] that he was optimistic about not being able to advance had been bought in large quantities, he felt a faint feeling in his heart.

But the amount of the purchase this time was still within his tolerance. After all, the Archduke of Berkeley was a principality with a matching title. Obviously [Ghosts from the Heart] overestimated the financial resources of the Tenchu ​​Legion, and also underestimated the financial resources of a deserving duke.

But before he could issue an order to significantly adjust the odds of [lumbar muscle strain], another large sum of money was injected, all betting that [lumbar muscle strain] would be promoted.

The initiator of this purchase is [Pickup Soldier].

As the person who is most focused on running businesses and developing financial resources among the players, she has already established a basic information network between players and aboriginal people to help her grasp the distribution of aboriginal forces and basic information that is not highly confidential among players. .

Since someone is taking the lead, let's make a big splash together.

After the large buy-in ended, Berkeley saw [Ghosting Congxin], who had been hiding in hiding, leading dozens of players to kill the eight silver-level contestants.

Humph, you don't quit the competition, but you throw yourself into a trap. Berkeley's eyes turned red, and he contacted the eight silver-level contestants, Let me torture them in the most cruel way!

Soon, the eight Silver-level players saw dozens of players rushing toward them, and they immediately understood what Berkeley meant.

Several people had fierce looks on their faces and looked at everyone with gloomy eyes.

The veins on the warriors' necks popped out, showing contemptuous smiles.

The mystic mage concentrates on concentrating his spells, preparing to block the players' escape route when they get closer.

However, before the eight people could take action, [Ghost Shadow Congxin] had already dual-wielded wave swords and disappeared from everyone's sight. The soldiers in the front row only felt a sense of fear.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of a soldier.

good……

What a speed!

This definitely has gold-level strength!

Several people were horrified, but before they could make a move to parry, three of them were already cut into human sticks.

They twisted their bodies, writhing like maggots and howling miserably.

The hissing, lung-splitting voice suddenly made Berkeley feel a little worse.

Before the three of them could voluntarily give up, [Lumbar Muscle Strain] had already rushed in front of him to hit him.

The minds of the two sticks were dominated by fear, and they both forgot that they still had the right to surrender.

Without wearing life-saving props, they were humiliatingly killed by [lumbar muscle strain], and the last person triggered the life-saving props.

However, when he left the stage, he was just a human stick. He possesses the peak strength of Silver, but has no power to protect himself. What awaits him may be more painful than death.

[Lumbar muscle strain] While being promoted, he also received two extremely rare large soul ingots.

As the light screen left the competition area, he was pleasantly surprised. Now he only had Bronze Level 8 strength. After absorbing two soul ingots, he would definitely be promoted to Silver.

Although he can't keep up with the top players, he can still be regarded as one of the advanced players.

Berkeley's heart was pounding, his mind was blank, and the world seemed to be spinning.

No need to read any further, the fact that this person has been promoted has been settled, and nothing else matters.

The remaining five people in the field were instantly panicked, and [Ghost Shadow Congxin] gave them no chance to surrender.

The Wave Sword flashed past, the two of them were cut in half, and one of them became a human stick. Finally the two came to their senses and wanted to surrender and exit.

But the referee tampered with the game at the beginning, and the curtain fell extremely slowly when he surrendered and exited.

The referee didn't react until then, but when they adjusted the speed of the light curtain falling, one person had already been cut in half by [Ghost Shadow from the Heart], and was then surrounded and killed by the other players.

The other person had only one arm left when he exited. As soon as he returned to the Golden Eagle Castle, he fell to the ground and wailed, clutching his shoulder-length wound.

The remaining three adventurers did not notice the change in the speed of the light curtain falling. At this time, they were already despairing, knowing that even if they surrendered, they would not be able to survive after returning.

Here, give us a good time. One person said in a deep voice.

The three of them simply waited silently for the players to kill them.

Three more players were promoted and left.

There are only five spots left. [Ghost from the Heart] and four black iron players with higher odds will open the found dominance core and wait for the countdown to reach zero.

Other players stood around to guard a few people and did not try to compete for spots.

The unknowing player slowly approached and decided to give up after learning the reason.

Even if they wanted to fight, they wouldn't be able to defeat [Ghost Shadow Chongxin] with gold-level strength.

In the end, this farce ended with [ghosting from the heart], [lumbar muscle strain], and six iron-level players being promoted.

The Duke of Berkeley, who was still somewhat graceful at first, overturned the round table in front of him and cursed at the screen, regardless of the strange looks from the onlookers around him.

This loss was enough for him to lose 80% of his property and 50% of his territory. Even as a duke, he could not afford such a loss. If he just admits defeat and goes back, his ambitious sons will definitely take the opportunity to attack him, and the rest of the people will also become alienated.

Berkeley was restless and began to pack up his belongings and prepare to run away.

When he returns to his own principality, even if the so-called Prell family has complaints, they will definitely not dare to come to his territory to cause trouble.

As the Duke second only to the three nobles.

In his principality, he is the king and the law. Even if all members of the Prell family who dare to make trouble are killed, the royal family will only give him a symbolic punishment for the sake of guarding the border and checking and balancing with the Eastern Kingdom, and never excessive punishment.

But before Berkeley even drove out of the mansion at Golden Eagle Castle, he received bad news from the spy.

There are a large number of people from the Prell family wandering outside the upper city. The badges on their bodies are the same as those of the people who just killed eight peak silver adventurers.

Berkeley now regrets very much, regrets why he got involved in this kind of thing, regrets why he came to watch this bullshit Brave Challenge in person.

Counting all the three kingdoms, he was the only duke who was free enough to visit the Golden Eagle Castle in person. The rest of the family members were at most second-generation heirs.

Two gold-level contestants were half-kneeling below, and Berkeley looked at them with murderous intent in his eyes.

However, these two men were also well-known elite soldiers in the Kingdom of Houlivot. Although he had a high status, he did not have the right to deal with them at will, so he could only shout a few words.

We will let that guy know the consequences of offending you in the next arena match.

Although the two of them were half-kneeling, their voices were still neither humble nor arrogant.

Berkeley squeezed out the word hum from the tip of his nose, If he walks out of the Golden Eagle Castle alive, don't let me see you again.

After the two retreated, Berkeley would have to think carefully about how to return to his own territory safely.

The Prell family has over ten thousand people stationed near Golden Eagle Fort, while Berkeley's entourage only has a hundred or so people. Even if the lord in the city can protect him, it will be very difficult to return to his territory from here.

Not to mention how many members of the Prell family he would meet on the road, the ones guarding outside the city alone would be enough for him to drink a pot.

It was unrealistic to let the spies return to the territory to bring reinforcements. As a vassal of the Kingdom of Houlivot, the Principality of Berkeley would definitely cause political disputes by rashly mobilizing an army deep into the hinterland of the Kingdom.

After much deliberation, he could only mobilize an elite team to protect himself.

If there really is a conflict with the Prell family on the return journey, as long as their team can survive for a while and wait until the kingdom sends a rescue team, there will still be a glimmer of hope.

Archduke Berkeley made two preparations. One team of spies was responsible for sending the request for help back to the territory, and the other team was responsible for sending a request for help to the lords and royal families of the territory along the way as soon as they set off.

If the Prell family hadn't ambushed him, it would have been a joke at most, which would be better than losing his life.