Chapter 1750: Chapter 65 Game 4

The Warhammer team and Moscow don’t believe in tears are not only ranked as the top two teams by number, but their strength absolutely reflects their status.

The brutal sea battle caused all the allied forces to retreat, lacking the courage to fight, leaving only two teams on the sea.

Although Vasily was slightly at a disadvantage due to the Demon Ship, Natasha was not worried; her strategy was still to simultaneously deal with the Warhammer team and the Sea Monster.

“These guys are really conceited, looking down on people?” Mu Nianqi sneered, unleashing full firepower without considering losses.

“Tang Zheng, switch targets. I’ll keep Vasily busy, you handle the others.” Dantai communicated through psychic means.

Tang Zheng understood that the Special Agent wanted to play the Tianji Horse Racing strategy. The Ghost Ship was the strongest; instead of being tied down, it was better to capsized those relatively weaker Sea Ships.

No one backed down. As a strong team, they carried the confidence of unrivaled strength. However, the Trojan was not cooperative and a notification echoed.

“Attention, Di Jingfei’s team has killed a Sea Monster. The third round of Trojan Game Age of Great Voyages ends early. Teleportation will begin in thirty seconds.”

“Attention, the points ranking is locked. Even if the slaughter continues, rankings will not change.”

Almost uniformly, all teams ceased fighting. The ones in the 200-ish rankings sighed in relief and began to celebrate, while those ranked after 300 looked ashen-faced.

“Ranked three hundred and one, it’s over!”

The unluckiest were those teams with a chance to overturn the situation, as the game ended prematurely, they all lost their opportunities; at this moment, they hated the Dragon King Group deeply, wishing to peel their skin.

“Why not announce it one second earlier?”

The member of the Vermilion woman’s team watched as the leader was pierced through the heart by Qin Yan with a Magic Gun, nailed to the deck, utterly hopeless. They were just a bit away from returning.

The two Demon Ships brushed past each other; Tang Zheng and Vasily stood on the deck, less than thirty meters apart, well within attack range for the fearless, but neither acted.

“I wonder if we’ll have another chance to face each other?” Vasily smiled, “With no damage, I can go with a complete formation to face Bingxu.”

Despite the Warhammer team showing decent strength, the War King still dismissed them; Bingxu is the ultimate enemy.

“As long as we make it to the end, we’ll surely encounter each other,” Tang Zheng confidently said, clasped his fist and directed the Ghost Ship towards the team.

Without waiting to regroup, teleportation arrived, beams of white light flashed, and these survivors vanished from the sea, leaving empty Sea Ships behind.

Tang Zheng returned to the lobby and immediately sensed several hostile gazes upon him.

Sekiya Ganta and Yu Qingqiu clenched their Teeth, this kid made them suffer greatly, but Tang Zheng paid no mind, because Yan Chiyang came straight over.

“Group Leader, stop it.” The deputy leader wanted to hold back Yan Chiyang; as a result, he received a slap, feeling frustrated and angered at Yan Chiyang not giving face and ignoring the bigger picture.

Everyone’s eyes turned towards them.

“Tang Zheng, you’re good, but in the next round, I’ll definitely kill you.” With Yan Chiyang’s explosive personality, he couldn’t vent his anger without some harsh words.

“Hope you live till then.” Tang Zheng retorted, staring into Yan Chiyang’s eyes with a mocking smile on his lips.

The Nuclear Flame became furious, flames suddenly burning around him, forming the silhouette of a beast’s giant mouth that lunged at Tang Zheng, but it was blocked by the Gravity Abyss before getting close.

Wow, the lobby suddenly erupted in noise, seeing Yan Chiyang unable to wait even a moment to settle scores with Tang Zheng. It’s clear he suffered greatly under the Warhammer team.

Some didn’t care who lived or died, but the combat power exploding at that instant shocked them; it was terrifying for a Fourth Order.

“Battling is prohibited in the lobby. Violators will face obliteration punishment.” Trojan was angry, “Resolve your grudges in the game!”

“Do your rules restrict me?” Yan Chiyang scorned, having partial immunity rights, though he would suffer punishment, Trojan couldn’t simply explode his head.

“Hmph, I can’t kill you, but I can kill your companions. When you enter the game, you’ll have much less power.” Trojan said bluntly. After the Holy Land War, a big reshuffle would occur so even if they heard the inside story, what of it?

“What, can Trojan’s restrictions be lifted?” Some Fourth Order English guys heard this for the first time, shocked.

“Nonsense, how else could the Old Monster survive this long?” Elite is lacking nowhere, they’ve long noticed the Old Monster’s team holds steady at tenth place, neither high nor low; it’s harder than taking the first.

The eyes of the crowd turned to a corner of the lobby, there was a tent.

The Earl Qian Nian’s team members were inside, guarded by two individuals, both dressed in medieval retro style, entirely like characters walking out of history books.

No time was spared for the survivors to waste words; Trojan continued issuing notifications.

“The fourth game ends, teams ranked beyond three hundred face obliteration punishment!”

“No!”

“Wait, give us a chance.”

The Conquerors, about to be obliterated, turned pale, pleading, but received no response. Their heads exploded like rotten tomatoes.

Amid the splatter of brain pulp and blood, headless corpses fell to the ground.

Except for someone like Fang Zhiwen, whose face turned pale and who felt like vomiting, the others were veterans of countless life-and-death experiences. They were desensitized and focused their attention on those dozen strong teams, collecting intelligence.

“Only one main force from the Warhammer Team died, that’s insane.”

“The team of the War King also hasn’t lost any members. Damn it, this game tests team strength and seems tailor-made for them, they’re getting off lightly.”

“Just wait, they won’t be so lucky next time.”

Actually, more from the Warhammer Team died than it appeared. Except for the survivors like Yin Shangwu, none of the Conquerors who entered a second time survived.

Tang Zheng and Dantai looked grim. The game would only get harder. Not to mention Fang Zhiwen, even Old Soldier and Pang Meiqin couldn’t guarantee survival.

“It seems some teams are doing well, but don’t get cocky. The fourth game will be unforgettable.”

“You have three hours to rest, after which you’ll be forcibly teleported into the game, although entering early is an option.”

“Isn’t this too harsh? Even rest time is so short?” Weaker teams spent considerable energy in the third round and some were seriously injured; entering in such a state puts them at a disadvantage.

“You can use Roulette Spin Opportunities and Points to buy rest time, but be aware if you delay entering the game and someone else seizes the advantage, you can only blame your own misfortune.”

The response from Trojan was essentially unhelpful; everyone wished to enter first.

“What’s the fourth game?” Sekiya Ganta clamored, arrogant.

“You’ll enter a Future City filled with Beastmen, where Humans are only fifth-class citizens. Besides completing missions, your primary goal is survival.”

“Fifth-class? Please clarify.” Yu Qingqiu instinctively felt disgusted by this term.

“It means you’re only one rank above Slaves. Until you receive a special pardon, you have no right to walk on Main Street, no right to speak loudly, and when you see Beastmen, you must bow and walk with your head down, avoiding direct eye contact.” As Trojan listed each rule, everyone’s faces became increasingly sour.

“Is there no Human rights?” The Americans were the first to frown and complain.

“Shut up, I’m not finished. Even if Beastmen kill you, they only need to pay a fine, but if you harm a single finger of theirs, you’ll be judged as their Slave in compensation.”

“FU~CK, living in such a world, I’d rather die.”

“Aren’t Humans worse than pigs and dogs? Have they no will to resist?”

“You’re prohibited from carrying any dangerous items in public, and you can’t wear jewelry. Additionally, with Humans’ meager salaries, they couldn’t afford it anyway. Even if they could, it would be stolen.”

Trojan continued to provoke these wretches; Beastman Urban is a nightmare for Humans, and any Conqueror who enters never wants to return.

“Enough of this nonsense, who are the enemies in the fourth game? What are the mission objectives?” Vasily took a swig of alcohol and asked the crucial question.

“This time it’s about unlocking scenarios. After entering the game, you must complete one mission to unlock the next. Be sure to follow the Trojan Rules. Even if Trojan can’t punish you, it will deduct points and take it out on your teammates.”

Trojan grew impatient. “You talk too much; I’ll only answer three questions, so choose carefully.”

“Everyone shut up.” Di Jingfei roared, surveying the group with a fierce gaze, securing one questioning opportunity.

“Is there a survival rate limit this time?”

“No, but the death rate will reach a staggering eighty percent, especially from those unexpected enemies, which will severely damage your team.”

“Trojan keeps bringing this up, which indicates the enemies aren’t just Monsters in the game or other Conquerors, as these are too common.” Dantai pondered, furrowing his brow. “Could it be Clones?”

“Didn’t we fight Clones once?” Lu Fan’s young face furrowed with worry. “Other worlds’ Conquerors have faced them too, so what’s left?”

“Trojan, are our enemies the Trojan itself?” Tang Zheng suddenly interjected with a question that startled everyone, causing them to stare at the Virtual Screen in the lobby.

“No comment, but I’ll give you one hint: it’s not.” Trojan cursed, aware that apart from Tang Zheng, others had surely picked up on this clue. “Stop wasting effort; this is an enemy you can’t possibly conceive, no matter how hard you think.”

“Clones, Trojan, hmm? Could it be that?” Dantai murmured, suddenly stunned, and looked at the team in surprise.

“What is it?” Jiang Xiuming’s eyes lit up; he knew the Special Agent had a high IQ, guessing she might have realized something.

The commotion here drew attention from other teams, who looked at him with anticipation. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, we welcome you to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com for reading.)