Even though runes flicker around, it's clear they won't last much longer.

Like drops of rain in the vast ocean, their effect is negligible.

Seeing this, Small Knife sighed.

The mechanical puppet beast could only swiftly retreat, falling back to a safe range.

Impressive indeed.

Such a grand scene without even revealing oneself.

Blood-colored mist closed in from all directions, and Small Knife could feel the pressure on the area centered around the Earth Vein Extreme Point underfoot.

If this continues, this Earth Vein Extreme Point will inevitably be sealed, which is absolutely unacceptable.

Seeing this, Small Knife reached out his hand.

A palm-sized maze appeared in his hand.

He quickly tossed it onto the ground.

The palm-sized maze fell to the ground, merging with the Earth Vein Core.

Suddenly, walls of earth surged from the ground, forming rapidly around Small Knife as the core.

The blood mist within the range of the earth walls quickly dimmed.

Soon, countless earthen walls formed.

A maze centered around Small Knife.

It seemed that once the maze fully emerged.

The surrounding blood mist began to change.

In the distance, concentrated mist formed a blood sea, generating blood waves, the blood waves more solidified, as if substantive.

They howled in from all directions.

Violently striking the outermost walls.

The walls held, but faint cracks appeared.

With each howl of the blood waves, impacting again and again.

The cracks became more pronounced.

Small Knife extended his hand, a pulsating clod of earth appeared in his palm.

The Heart of the Earth.

Once placed on the ground, it seeped in.

Afterwards, the walls glowed faintly yellow, the cracks healing rapidly.

Originally possessing regenerative abilities.

But with the Heart of the Earth augmenting, the speed noticeably increased several folds.

The damage from the blood waves' pounding became slower than the rate of recovery.

Soon, the outer walls were restored to their intact state.

Although this consumed the energy of the Earth Vein Extreme Point, slowing the formation of the passage between two worlds.

But as long as they can hold off, the passage will eventually complete.

...!

A slight frown!

This was already another battlefield.

This unremarkable man was the Master of the Blood Heaven Mini World.

He looked unassuming, yet beneath his feet lay an enormous blood-colored bat.

He stood upon this blood-colored bat, as did tens of thousands of blood race players or units.

All uniformly Fifth Realm, each one could be called a Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse.

They were not here for a stroll.

For in front lay a formidable enemy.

A figure exuding white light, with a pair of white feathered wings.

In truth, except for the snow-white wings, they appeared like any regular player, without a bird's head or such.

Yet it was these snow-white wings emitting a milky white gentle light.

Underneath this blood-covered sky, they resembled radiant bulbs.

More importantly, under this white glow, invading blood light melted like sunlight, clearly this white glow greatly restrained them.

These tens of thousands of winged players, astonishingly, were also Fifth Realm, opposing them.

Indeed, this was the systemic task Blood Heaven Mini World faced upon reaching Fifth Realm.

To become a Great World, this was merely the first loop of the task.

He did not anticipate facing a like-restraining, also Fifth Realm, Small World as the first loop.

By now, the Master of the Blood Heaven World already regretted not having devoured all connected Small Worlds before commencing the task.

Who thought the first loop would be this difficult.

Thus, the main forces were concentrated here.

Even though a full-scale battle had not been launched, it was time to showcase strength.

Against the Small World on the other side, there wasn't enough power.

Yet he understood that wiping out the internal trouble on that side must come first.

Unconsciously he cursed once more in his heart.

Despite being a dignified lord, he had been completely eliminated by a weaker Master's Small World within the Blood Realm.

However, the link was severed, meaning that Master from the opposing world could never escape from being a dish in his plate.

Moreover, soon his lips curled into a smile.

Did they come with a Supreme Treasure?

Wonderful, all mine.

Perhaps this stalemate here would change once the Supreme Treasure was acquired from over there.

That Master of the Water Blue Star Mini World really was a Wealth Sending Boy.

Let's see how much you brought.

Commands were promptly given.

Soon, part of the players at his back received the order, each figure sank in, vanishing into the blood-colored bat below.

...!

Small Knife wasn't aware of this, assuming the enemy underestimated him.

Until now, the enemy's World Master hadn't appeared.

It seemed this world had deep foundations indeed.

At this moment, changes arose once again around him.

The blood waves churned, blood surged, manifesting one by one blood-colored figures.

The figures solidified swiftly, standing atop the surging blood waves.

Goodness, each one was Fifth Realm?

These blood-colored figures transformed into players.

Amen greedily gazed at the maze upfront.

Each waving their hands, behind them, the blood mist condensed, revealing figures, all Fourth Realm.

Every one of them exuded excitement.

In the grand battlefield, they had no qualification.

There was a vast gap between Fourth Realm and Fifth Realm, but now they received a mission, a chance to perform.

Blood waves roared beneath, advancing forward.

Bombarding heavily on the outermost walls, trembling them, causing cracks.

As the blood waves crashed onto the walls and dispersed, the blood race players landed.

Blood light flashed in their hands.

Some blood light turned into weapons, some directly used Sharp Claws, targeting the cracks.

With these players joining, they intelligently targeted weaknesses, especially the more severely cracked parts, subjected to joint assault.

Instantly, the outermost walls burst open one by one into large holes, even collapsing.

The power of Fourth Realm and Fifth Realm was undeniably displayed.

Within a mere two breaths, the outermost walls collapsed, dense blood mist enveloped.

New walls slowly rose from underground, yet couldn't reappear at the outermost zone.

The domain's range was suppressed and shrinking,

At this rate, the range would get smaller and smaller.

Seeing this, Small Knife issued an order.

Their own Fourth Realm mechanical puppet beasts also launched attacks within the walls, hindering the enemy players' assault.

But the effect was not significant, merely barely reduced the enemy's achievements by a fraction.

No choice, there was a gap in strength to begin with, and these blood race players were astonishingly faster than the mechanically swift puppet beasts known for their speed at equivalent realms.

Furthermore, their injuries under the blood mist's cover could recover rapidly.

Seemingly without vital spots, each possesses an undying body; heads bitten off by mechanical puppets, the surrounding blood mist condensed, swiftly recovering them.

In this way, mechanical puppet beasts continuously suffered losses, yet not one of these blood race players died.

Hmm, that's not entirely true; a few even entered the maze, inside which there was no blood mist.

They couldn't escape, despite transforming into bats, they were unable to break free.

Pulled in by the green net, even broken down to bats, they could not escape.

With no way out, entering the maze meant death was only a matter of time.

Even so, up till now, not one has died.

Even killing them, slaying a few won't change the overall situation.

Thus, he reached out once more.

Dragon Blood was sprinkled.

He took out three gemstones, and a metallic horn appeared, which merged into the maze.

This caused scores of green jewels to sprout on the Dragon Scales of the outer walls of the maze.

They formed a large green net, descending onto them.

This was raw power.

Small Knife noticed that many of the blood race players were eyeing the maze greedily without giving their all; otherwise, the surprise attack of the green net wouldn't have such a meager effect.

Only a small number of weaker Fourth Realm ones were trapped; even when they split into bats, they couldn't escape.

They were drawn into the green net, dying without a chance to flee.

But up till now, not one has died.

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