Knights descend upon Douluo Continent; death awaits if they do not fight.

【Battlefield·Valley】

"Nameless!" Huyan Zhan roared, his voice trembling with tears.

He is a soldier.

He served in the army for fifteen years and was used to seeing life and death.

But he had never seen such a way of dying.

They had never seen five people face over a hundred monsters, and not a single one of them ran away.

I've never seen a support-type middle-aged woman carrying a hammer bigger than herself charging towards a five-meter-tall behemoth.

I've never seen a quiet, unassuming young man, bare-handed, with broken bones, still get up and keep fighting.

I've never seen a madman who crawled out of the Killing City not utter a sound when he was torn apart by a three-headed monster.

"Hold--!!!"

He pulled out the broken half of his sword and charged at the nearest horned demon.

He plunged a knife into its throat.

The second one lunged at him, and he headbutted it.

The third head bit his shoulder, and he bit it with his teeth.

"Come on!!!"

His voice no longer sounded like a human voice.

"Come on!!! I'm not afraid of you!!!"

Rock Armor Demon Face turned around and looked at him.

The demon mask on his chest revealed an expression.

It's not anger.

It's not cruel.

Yes—I'm tired of it.

Like watching an ant that's making too much noise.

A giant hand slammed down.

Huyan Zhan's body disappeared.

Only half a broken knife and a large patch of blood remained on the ground.

The sixth eliminated contestant

[Huyan Zhan, dead.]

[Level 68 Soul Emperor, survival time: 1 day and 4 hours.]

[Number of kills: Three-Headed Horned Demon]

[End-of-life behavior: charging forward]

Tiandou Empire, Northern Frontier Defense Camp.

All the soldiers stood on the drill ground, looking at the gray head in the sky.

No one speaks.

No one cried.

Everyone remained silent, raised their right hands, and gave a military salute.

General, may you rest in peace.

【Battlefield·Valley】

Yu Cheng lay on the pile of stones, looking at the spot where Hu Yanzhan had disappeared.

He can't move.

Legs broken, arms broken, lightning exhausted.

All he could do was watch.

He watched as the horned demons walked towards him.

He looked at the demon mask on the chest of the Rock Armor Demon Mask, which was facing him.

He suddenly laughed.

It reminds me of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan.

He thought of those who looked down on him.

I remember the way the elders shook their heads during each assessment.

"A collateral branch is just a collateral branch. If the bloodline is impure, it will never amount to anything."

He wanted to say something.

I want to say, "I'm not a loser."

I want to say, "I can fight too."

He wanted to say, "I can kill people too."

But he didn't say anything.

He simply closed his eyes, waiting for that final blow.

The seventh eliminated contestant

Yu Cheng, deceased.

[Level 51 Soul King, survival time: 1 day and 4 hours.]

[Number of kills: Two-headed horned demons]

[End-of-life behaviors: None]

Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan.

Yu Tianheng knelt on the ground and smashed the stone slab with his fist.

Yu Tianxin stood behind him, her eyes red-rimmed.

Yu Yuanzhen remained silent.

He just looked at the sky, at the gray name of that collateral descendant.

Looking at that child who gets up to cultivate every day before dawn.

That child who was never valued.

The child who used his own body to block the monster and protect a complete stranger, a support-type old lady.

died.

"A collateral branch..." Yu Yuanzhen murmured, "What collateral branch..."

He took a deep breath.

"Pass down the order. Yu Cheng's name shall be engraved on the sect's monument to heroes."

"Chieftain—The Martyrs' Monument only records the names of our clansmen who died in battle—"

"He died in battle." Yu Yuanzhen's voice was soft but firm. "He died in battle in that world."

"He is a disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan."

"He is a hero."

【Battlefield·Valley】

The horned demons dispersed.

Rock Armor Ghost Face turned and disappeared into the depths of the canyon.

The ground was a scene of utter devastation.

Bloodstains, broken bones, tattered clothing.

That broken sword, that blood-stained Haotian Hammer, that bent iron rod.

There was also half of Ning Ruyu's clothes left behind, fluttering in the wind.

This is all that the five people left behind in this world.

[Live stream ended]

[Final Battle Report]

[The first batch of selected individuals: seven people]

Survival: Zero

[Seven people have died]

Total number of Horned Demons killed: Nineteen

[Slaying Rock Armored Demon Mask: Minor Strike]

[Longest Survivor: All members, 1 day and 4 hours]

[Reward Acquisition: All members; rewards have been lost upon death]

[The descending monster: the Seven-Headed Horned Demon, will descend upon seven random locations across Douluo Continent tomorrow at noon.]

"The first round of games is over."

"The second batch of selected candidates will be determined in three days."

"All living beings of the Douluo Continent, please prepare."

"Fight or die."

The sound disappeared.

The sky returned to calm.

The entire Douluo Continent was deathly silent.

Then--

collapse.

The wine glasses in the tavern were smashed on the ground, and no one picked them up.

Pedestrians on the street stood still, looking up at the sky, their faces filled with despair.

An elderly farmer in the village knelt on the edge of the field, trembling all over.

The cries of the outer disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School pierced the night sky.

Yu Tianheng of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan smashed the sect's stone tablet with a single punch.

Haotian Sect, Tang Xiao closed his eyes, a single tear sliding down his cheek.

In the imperial palace of the Heavenly Dou Empire, Emperor Xue Ye slumped on his dragon throne, the memorials in his hands scattered all over the floor.

In the Star Luo Empire, the Star Luo Emperor stood by the window, silent for a long time.

In the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong's fingers were deeply embedded in the armrest of the throne.

The realm of gods is silent.

The Asura God stood at the highest point of the temple, looking down below.

He recalled what he had once said—"That Huang Fei was nothing more than killing a bunch of ants."

Now, he looked at the seven corpses.

Looking at those grayed-out names.

Looking at those faces that died with their eyes wide open.

He finally understood something.

In that world, they were also ants.

Titled Douluo are ants.

Even gods are ants.

Faced with that rule, faced with that young man sitting atop the mountain of corpses—

Everyone is just an ant.

【Knights World: Throne of Corpses】

Huang Fei remained seated there.

He watched those seven people die.

Watching the collapse of Douluo Continent.

Looking at the silence of the divine realm.

His face was expressionless.

There was no mockery, no pity, no sorrow.

Only peace.

A kind of peace that comes from witnessing too much death.

He has seen 3,724 such people.

Among them are heroes, cowards, geniuses, good guys, and bad guys.

Each of them, on the verge of death, desperately wanted to live.

But in the end, only one person survived.

Only him.

He looked down at his hands.

Those hands had killed countless people and countless monsters, until there was nothing left to kill.

He once thought he was special.

He later learned—

He's not special.

He simply survived to the end.

Surviving to the end is not because of strength.

It was because of luck.

It's because out of his 3,724 opponents, 3,723 died before him.

That's it.

"Three days later," he said softly, his voice echoing in the empty world of knights.

"The second batch."

"Let's see how long you can live."

His gaze pierced through the void and landed on the Douluo Continent.

It falls on the faces of those who are afraid, on the faces of those who are weeping, on the faces of those who are desperate.

It fell on the faces of those who were still alive.

A very faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It's not mockery.

It's not pity.

Just wait.

When they understand.

Understand the truth of this world.

I understand that surviving is not because of strength.

It's because someone else died first.

Understand that in this world—

To be alive is to win.

If you're dead, you're dead.

There is no third way.

Welcome to my world.

He said.

"No one is special here."

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