This World Was Too Crazy

Once Chen An had finished his introduction, Nangong Wan's expression turned serious as well. He said in a deep voice, "The three of you are representing our Xishui Alliance in this competition. We have great confidence in your strength."

"But you must be prepared to face the other two factions at the same time. They may very well target us."

"Since you are fighting for our alliance, the Xishui Alliance will not let you give your all for nothing. Whoever among you wins the final championship, our Xishui Alliance will provide a separate reward."

"I believe this reward is something the other two absolutely cannot afford to offer."

As he spoke, Nangong Wan waved his right hand. Four black-clad men immediately carried a chest over from the side.

Chen Ping smiled faintly inwardly and discreetly probed it with his Spiritual Power. But the next moment, he frowned deeply.

After his Spiritual Power penetrated the layers of protective material made from Mithril, lead blocks, and refined steel, an enormous pale gold object revealed itself.

Under Nangong Wan's operation, it took a full half minute before the chest was completely opened.

An indescribable aura of iron and blood, of slaughter and desolation, drifted out almost the instant the chest opened.

It was an enormous shell about one and a half meters long, cylindrical in shape, with a tapered front and a circular groove at the rear.

There were no seams anywhere on its surface. It looked as though it had formed naturally, its pale gold body quietly reflecting a metallic gleam.

That violent, raging aura of slaughter felt incomparably familiar to Chen Ping.

A Rank 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Shell.

There were sixteen of the very same things stored in the warehouse of the Demi-plane.

Seeing that Chen Ping's expression had only