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#442 - Chapter 431 Temporary Modification of Rules

"How did he do that?"

Like the young assassin, Lester was utterly puzzled.

If it were just a difference in strength, Lester could accept it, but a gap this large was beyond his limit to bear.

"Twenty thousand points! What kind of freak is this?!"

"The entire leaderboard only has number 666 on it?!"

"Holy crap! Did this guy slaughter the entire ruins area?"

At the same time, other contestants exclaimed, noticing the anomaly on the leaderboard.

"So that's the real hell zone... no survivors."

"Terrifying, truly terrifying. Compared to that, I think we're lucky."

"Who says otherwise? At least we survived. If we were in the ruins, we wouldn't have had a chance."

"Those poor bastards, they're so pitiful."

Many people stared at the leaderboard, feeling a sense of relief after surviving a disaster.

Especially those who were in the same area as the young assassin and Lester.

They originally thought they were unlucky to encounter a formidable opponent, making it several times harder to advance than in other areas.

But seeing the devastation in the ruins area, they suddenly felt it wasn't so bad...

That true King of Hell has to be number 666!

This little encounter is nothing!

"Everyone."

At this moment, a dignified voice rang out, and Arthur Land spoke.

He leaned on a silver longsword, his gaze sweeping over the advancing contestants, the heavy pressure suffocating.

"I believe you have all seen that this year's deathmatch is somewhat different."

Arthur Land's voice echoed in the air, "The ruins area only produced one advancing contestant."

"This has caused some problems with the allocation of the final stage."

"To ensure everything proceeds smoothly, some temporary modifications will be made to the rules. Does anyone have any objections?"

"If so, you may raise them."

The entire venue was silent, gazes converging on Jiang Han, as they naturally knew the source of the anomaly.

"Very well."

Arthur Land nodded, "It seems no one has any objections."

"Then... I will announce the final rules."

His gaze fell on Jiang Han, his voice suddenly rising, "Then, the final battle will evolve into a challenge match."

"The object of your challenge is the winner of the ruins area, number 666!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

As soon as Arthur Land's words came out, there was an immediate uproar, and the way everyone looked at Jiang Han became even stranger.

Challenge match?

And challenging this ruthless guy?

Isn't this pushing people to the brink?

"Sir, can I apply to withdraw from the competition? Although the deathmatch arena doesn't allow halfway withdrawals, this year is a special case and it wasn't stated in advance."

A bare-chested man with a thick beard, carrying a giant iron axe, spoke in a deep voice, "I... don't want to take this risk."

"Yes, sir, since you can temporarily modify the rules, you should also allow us to withdraw."

"This kind of meaningless challenge is just sending us to our deaths."

"Yes, please, sir, allow us to withdraw."

"..."

As soon as the bearded man finished speaking, he was immediately echoed, and everyone rushed to speak. Such a large-scale withdrawal was the first time it had happened since the establishment of the deathmatch arena.

"Everyone, please be patient."

Arthur Land waved his hand, "Withdrawal is definitely not allowed."

"What? Isn't this sending us to our deaths?"

"We were prepared to die, but if it's a meaningless death, there's no need."

"That's right!"

The crowd was in another uproar, protesting hoarsely.

"Silence!"

Arthur Land's eyes narrowed, and a powerful aura rose, forcing everyone to quiet down again.

When the venue was completely silent, he said calmly, "I said, please be patient. Although withdrawal is not allowed, the challenge is not mandatory."

"You have the right to choose."

"That's good, that's good."

"It's good that the challenge isn't mandatory."

The crowd erupted again, all relieved.

"Of course, this also means that giving up the challenge means giving up the chance to compete for the championship."

Arthur Land added, "Because, if the challenge round passes and number 666 is still standing here, he will be the final champion."

"I'll ask one more time, does anyone have any objections to this rule?"

Everyone was silent.

"Very well, then, let the challenge begin."

"Challengers, you may come forward."

After Arthur Land finished speaking, he took a step back, leaving the venue to everyone.

But...

The entire venue was still silent.

Everyone, including the young assassin and Lester, stood in place, with no intention of stepping forward to challenge.

They looked at the tall, slender figure with calm eyes not far away, their eyes filled with awe.

This ruthless guy who slaughtered an entire area, even if they all joined forces, they probably wouldn't have a guaranteed victory.

Even if they won, it would probably be a pyrrhic victory, leaving few survivors.

Still challenge?

Challenge my ass!

Whoever wants to die can go, don't freaking drag me down.

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ps: Explaining why I stopped updating, I fought with a dog the other day, and then my hand was bitten. I finished the vaccine today, and I will resume updating tomorrow. The picture is below...