Chapter 470: Game Rules (2/2)

Miaomiao woke up at the same time. He patted his butt and walked toward the portal as if nothing had happened.

However, the yin slave gang could guess what might have happened between the two. They gazed at Wei Yuan in envy.

”There, happy now?”

”…”

Wei Yuan blushed and nodded. Miaomiao was still the usual Miaomiao after all.

Xiahou Dun and his cyclop clansmen had entered the portal a few hours earlier than Miaomiao. They discovered something strange in the dimension.

As soon as they entered, they found themselves in a void with floating platforms. Aside from small hovering plates, chunks of islands, and asteroids, a one square kilometer square plate stood out from the rest.

The people that had entered this realm before, Liu Xuande, Ling Tianlong, and others, had already occupied small islands and nearby plates as their foothold. Yet, nobody stayed at the center platform.

Only corpses of human cultivators and debris of destroyed golems were there.

Something terrified them there. Everybody's faces were pale.

The entrance portal was located a kilometer above the central plate. The newcomers sensed that the square plate's gravity was pulling them toward it.

Being wary of the platform, Xiahou Dun sent his command, ”Retreat! Leave this dimension!”

Xiahou Yuan and Xiahou Dun attempted to leave this plane, but they couldn't pass through the entrance portal.

Their bodies were blocked by something!

Then, they heard a loud archaic voice of an elderly man.

'No one can leave until the Selection Tournament Qualifier Round is over!'

Xiahou Dun and others were shocked. They gazed at the corpses at the center platform and looked around, searching for the origin of the voice.

'If you feel like challenging my game early, step on the platform. If you wish to wait for the real thing, pick a rock somewhere and wait like the others. Of course, no fighting.'

”…”

Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan reluctantly avoided the center platform. They picked the smallest asteroid as their temporary camp.

However, one of the daredevil cyclops suddenly jumped to the center platform. He cupped his fist to void and shouted.

”I AM XIAHOU HONG, THE DESCENDANT OF URANUS, AND I'M HERE TO KICK BUTT! Oh, no pun intended.”

Xiahou Dun panicked. He yelled at his colleague, ”Hong! Come back!”

But it was too late. Suddenly, the cyclop in disguise on the platform fell unconscious, and the tile that he had stepped on glowed in red light.

Then, everyone heard the mysterious elder's voice again.

'Tile Number 37,539! Devil Heart Challenge! You have ten incense sticks time to wake up, or your heart devil will kill you!'

As soon as Xiahou Dun heard the voice, he understood why the others avoided the center platform.

”What kind of Tournament Selection is this!?”

An hour later, Ma Moxi and other representatives of Siren City entered the portal.

When they entered this dimension, they were in the same situation as Xiahou Dun and his men – They looked around in confusion.

A few seconds later, they also heard the same archaic voice of a mysterious old man.

Fortunately, everybody here was discipline. Ma Moxi and his team were cautious against the corpse-filled platform. Meanwhile, Jia Shan's team kept their distance away from the suspicious place. Even the reserve team of Fogan and Zhang Liao was not stupid enough to challenge the platform.

Everyone hovered near the portal and waited for their boss.

When Miaomiao, Wei Yuan, Dian Wei, and the deities arrived, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Miaomiao looked at everyone in confusion.

”What's wrong?”

Ma Moxi had a wry smile on his face, ”That place… seems dangerous.”

”Huh?”

Miaomiao gazed at the center platform and frowned. He found several remains and corpses of random cultivators and golems. He also saw a dead cyclop on a red tile with a bloody battered body.

Having no clue, Miaomiao turned to Uriel, asking him with his eyes.

Meanwhile, Uriel turned around and closed the portal. Then, he clapped his hands.

”Now that every contestant has entered my secret plane, we shall start the Aves Continent Selection Tournament Qualifier Round now!”

Liu Xuande, Ling Tianlong, Yan Liang, Wen Chou, and Huang Hansheng stopped meditating and looked at the archangel.

”This qualifier round is simple. Each of you has to fight on the center platform until 99 of you remain. The 99 remaining fighters will be qualified for the real Selection Tournament. As for the rest, you will be disqualified. Also, you cannot submit, surrender, or give up when the qualifier round starts.”

This qualifier round seemed similar to a battle royal. However, Miaomiao felt like he was at a disadvantage as his enemies might have already formed an alliance while they were waiting for him.

Moreover, no one could surrender or give up during the match! It was a death game!

But Uriel continued to explain the game rules.

”During the battle, a flight restriction array will be activated. Nobody will be able to fly until the battle is over! Also, if anyone steps on a red tile, the plane guardian will activate a challenge or a game. It can be anything, such as children's games, gambles, or immortal trials. One game can be activated at a time, and the first winner of that game can pick a reward from me during the qualifier match, such as a blessing spell, an artifact, or divine pill, or a token from me.”

Uriel flashed ten jade tokens with a wing symbol, ”These tokens are like an instant ticket to the next round. There will be only ten of these. Therefore, first come, first serve!”

The pupils of Ling Tianlong and others flared as they suddenly got inspiration. They began thinking of a strategy to clear this battle royal game.

But Uriel hadn't finished.

”One person may win more than one red tile reward. By chance, if someone manages to win three red tile rewards, this plane guardian shall descend upon this place, and the game rules may change according to the person! Please do not be too greedy if you value your life.”