Quiet Changes

The lights below the stage glittered, while the stage itself was deafeningly lively.

Blood had congealed on the ground into dull, dark stains, and bones were piled into a small mountain in the corners... This was a massive Deathmatch Arena.

"Was it merely a display error..."

Looking at the words displayed on the silk in her hand, Suhui Weaves Scenery could not help but let out a slight sigh of relief.

As Special Silk created through her Special Skill, it could establish contact with the outside world regardless of where she was. This was how they communicated with the Starting Point.

By now, the Game had entered the Third Stage. The original six routes had become three, fewer Players had made it this far, and the danger of the Game had risen to another level.

But no matter how perilous the road ahead became, they could no longer stop now.

If they continued forward, they might still have a chance of survival. If they stopped, then they would truly have failed completely.

Even if only a handful of Players survived in the end, so what?

Yet only a few minutes ago, shortly after the Third Stage had begun, she had received an urgent message from the Starting Point.

After one Player after another had their HP fall to zero, Black-and-White, the strongest among them and the holder of a full 240 HP, had also met the same fate. However, the other party had lost all of their HP in a single Instant.

—That news was absolutely shocking.

Although no one had said it outright, Black-and-White, whose HP had not only remained untouched but had actually increased so far, had become the backbone of their group.

If even that person had fallen in the Third Stage, then just how difficult was