"This feeling of exploring the Monster World freely, even just watching from the sidelines makes feel so happy. Death is only a one-hour cooldown, how I wish I had the qualification too."
"I’m not sure when the next round of qualifications will be distributed. I hope the great High-dinsional God can grant , a humble one, the player qualification. For the rest of my life, I will act according to Your will and beco Your most devout believer (placing a hand on the brow)."
"If I had the qualification, I wish I could send my true self to the Monster World, to be slaughtered as a newbie gift. That way, I would have a large amount of sacrificial power to use at the beginning."
"If I gained the qualification, my upgrade speed would definitely be twice as fast as Ming Yun. His evil wind control is clearly not as skilled as mine, why couldn’t I be the one to gain the qualification...?"
...
These are still mbers of the Destiny Clan with visitor status, occasionally expressing their sentints while watching their clansn’s live broadcast in the Monster World.
In their hearts, besides envy, there is even a bit of jealousy.
In a clansman’s words, they’re like beggars standing outside a glass window, watching their peers feast at a banquet where only qualified players can enter.
They can only quench their thirst through the screen, and their expectations for player qualifications have reached a peak.
As the Life Master said when he arrived: This is a ladder to rewrite destiny.
At this mont, most of the clansn’s eyes are focused on Ming Yun’s live stream, watching him dance among monsters in the thunder evil.
The resentnt towards being settled in the Mire World has now all transford into burning desire.
In their hearts, there is only one thought:
One day, I will also step on this ladder to the heavens and beco a free player.
Just when the Destiny Clan mbers are watching even more intently, all screens simultaneously jump forcibly.
The sudden change imdiately leaves the Destiny Clan mbers sowhat at a loss.
But when they see the content on the screen, they are completely panicked.
What cos into view is a vast ocean with raging waves.
At the intersection of sea and sky, a kiloter-wide blood-colored array is slowly forming and rising from the seabed, countless silver spiritual patterns weave into a net, and the continually erging blood-colored light outlines a refining array they are very familiar with: Blood Sacrifice Sky Do.
Thirty thousand Destiny Clan mbers are instantly petrified as if struck by lightning.
Then, nearly hopeless roars explode one after another in the spiritual exchange network.
"It’s that kid from Life Book! What is he trying to do, setting up a refining array here? He must be insane!"
"Stop it, you’re going to destroy us."
"You wretched thing, Life Master granted you the opportunity to change destiny, yet you want to cut off our future."
The old priest staggered back, feeling his heart core was going to burst, while the young warrior clenched his fists tightly, nearly shooting fire from his eyes.
Life Book’s actions are practically a provocation to the High-dinsional God.
Playing jokes with their future.
In the next mont, all Destiny Clan mbers who have joined the Earth Alliance went mad.
Thirty thousand clansn rise simultaneously, disregarding the condition of the buildings, soaring through the walls into the sky.
The spiritual energy in the city is instantly drained, thirty thousand silver lights pierce the barrier above the city like arrows off the string, shooting toward the Pacific Ocean, their speed fast enough to create sharp sonic booms in the air.
All Destiny Clan mbers have the sa thought.
Stop it!
No matter the cost!
They’ve barely gained a foothold on Earth and received the grace of the High-dinsional God, about to embark on the player’s path to the heavens.
If Life Book’s reckless act angers the High-dinsional God, resulting in the tribe being stripped of player qualifications,
that would be a punishnt more cruel than being exiled.
They can imagine what they will face when the blood sacrifice array fully forms.
Perhaps the fury of the High-dinsional God.
The entire tribe will also vanish into thin air with the anger of the High-dinsional God.
They had just seen hope of breaking free from shackles on the endless climbing road, their fingertips had only just touched the wind of freedom.
Life Book, he ca intending to shut the door to the future.
He even wants to bring the fire to burn their future, along with them, into ashes.
That blood-colored array forming before them is clearly an epitaph written for them.
Let them witness all hope being crushed, being swallowed again by the endless abyss just as they were about to touch hope.
During flight, angry roars continuously resound.
Thirty thousand Destiny Clan mbers fly with all their might, just hoping they can fly a bit faster.
...
On the other side.
Life Book sits crossed-legged, suspended above the array.
In an instant, thoughts connect the blood sacrifice array with his consciousness.
But just as he prepares to activate the array, he suddenly feels countless powerful presences locking onto him, rapidly approaching his location.
He suddenly raises his head, eyes scanning the distance.
A smile imdiately appears on the mask.
He suddenly realizes that perhaps he did not co to the wrong Small World, these are the presences of the tribe.
Just as he prepares to rise and greet his clansn, the sound of nurous roars echoes beside his ears.
"Stop, you wretched beast, don’t ruin my heavenly opportunity."
"You worthless brat from the destiny line, I will dig up your ancestor’s grave."
With the roars, Ming Yun, flying at the forefront, suddenly accelerates by burning essential blood, the massive fist rapidly enlarging in the dazed pupils of Life Book.
Bang!
Life Book is hit by this punch and sent flying backward, before he can steady himself, dense shadows of fists rain down like raindrops.
"Stop it, you’ve misunderstood, I am your tribesman."
"We’re hitting you because we know what you almost did, you nearly destroyed us."
Another heavy punch cos from the side.
Life Book’s body is like a kicked ball, being violently beaten by thirty thousand Destiny Clan mbers.
The Destiny Clan mbers, who haven’t recovered from horror, vent all their anger on Life Book.
Life Book’s actions seem incredibly audacious to them.
If the blood sacrifice array is activated, it will engulf nearby cities and islands in an instant.
At that ti, the Destiny Clan will be the enemies of the Earth Alliance.
This ans their Earth Alliance citizenship will also be revoked.
More severe is the wrath from the High-dinsional God, which they cannot possibly bear.
At this mont, even killing Life Book would be excessive.
Facing the beating from the clansn, Life Book is powerless to resist, can only curl up his body to reduce the impact area, his mind only having one thought:
"This is bad, I fear I’ve beco a sacrificial offering captured by the Dragon Sparrow lineage."
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