After hearing the rules, Rudy widened his mouth in surprise, "So you mean a hundred and twenty warriors will die in one go?"
Fane nodded. Compared to only one being left alive out of ten in the slaughter gambit, the slaughter game had a much lower percentage of dying. Only about half would die. However, the slaughter game would kill off about a hundred in one go. Looking at the numbers was enough to stun anyone.
Rudy took a deep breath as his expression froze, "Isn't that way too many deaths? Even though only half of them would die, it's still a hundred people. No wonder that guy spoke like that earlier."
The bearded man was already getting impatient. He turned over and faced the small-eyed man, "Hey, you should just relax. Even though my skills aren't that amazing, I'm quite good at running away and protecting myself. As long as I'm careful, I'll be able to survive."
The small-eyed man's lips twitched as he said with a resigned tone, "Why do you insist on taking the risk?! Honestly, even if your skills were as good as Chaplin, I would still try to stop you! The slaughter game isn't something you can just fool around with. The moment you enter, no one knows who will die. A lot of it is luck!"
The bearded man scratched his head in frustration, clearly not listening to the small-eyed man. He felt like he was just being nagged and looked down on by the other guy.
The bearded man was feeling more and more frustrated when he suddenly turned around and said, "Hey, let's not talk about what I'll encounter when I enter. Let's just talk about my abilities to escape. It's the strongest among all of us. Even those weaker than me have dared to enter, why shouldn't
I?
"For every person I kill, I'd get five
1
million spirit crystals. It's a whole five million, worked so hard taking part in other gambles before this, and only managed to get three. million in a month. It's a big chance for us right now. I just need to kill one person to get five million. It would be as much as a whole month worth of work. Why wouldn't I
participate?" NĂ´vel(D)rama.Org's content.
It would have been fine if he did not say that, but the small-eyed man got even angrier when he did. He no longer bothered to hold back. For the sake of his junior, he had held back some of his words, but his junior was far too stubborn and even doubted his intentions.
The small-eyed man sneered, his
voice got colder and replied, "There
el.ne
are so many who have the same thoughts as you. A total of two hundred and twenty people are participating in the slaughter game, and it will only end when a hundred and twenty warriors die. Do you think you won't be part of the one hundred and twenty?
"Don't forget, no matter how good you are at running away, there's no way you can anticipate who you're going to meet! Do you think the three other second-grade worlds are weak? What if you meet someone strong from one of them? Do you think your escaping capabilities would still be of any use?!"
The bearded man's lips trembled, and his expression soured. He had nothing to say to that. After Rudy heard that, he looked up curiously and whispered into Fane's ears, "Weinhord City has warriors from three second-grade worlds?"
Fane nodded and explained, "There
are a total of three different second-grade worlds and ten
different third-grade worlds involved in this city. When you first enter the Whirling World, there are countless level nine and ten cities, but the lower number you go, the fewer there are. There is only one level five city.
"Weinhord City is a level four city, and there is only one as well. Of course, that's because Weinhord City is the only one we can see. The Whirling World encompasses all third-grade and second-grade worlds. The other worlds must be in their own individual Weinhord Cities."