What the Jar Merchant wanted to convey was actually quite simple.
The Apocalypse would not invest any more weight in a world like this. Once the losses outweighed the gains, it would choose its next target on its own.
There were plenty of wild chickens on the mountain. There was no need to stubbornly fight to the death over one chicken that was hard to catch.
The Players of Puzzle Card World clearly knew this, which was why they had boldly launched a counterattack against the Apocalypse. Or perhaps it could not really be called a counterattack—at most, it was self-rescue.
If they could endure this World-Ending Catastrophe, then their world would truly have a future.
For the future of their world, what did sacrifice matter?
As large numbers of Players from Puzzle Card World arrived, some of them began trying to break into this Arsenal and destroy it.
However, blocked by the Soldiers mass-produced by the Arsenal, they were unable to make any progress for the time being. Instead, quite a few of them had died.
"Do you have a knife?"
After staring upward for a while, Bai Zhi suddenly turned and asked the Jar Merchant beside him.
"Lend me a decent knife. I'll return it later."
The Jar Merchant did not answer. After turning to glance at him, she handed him a jar.
Without standing on ceremony, Bai Zhi took the jar, smashed it, and pulled a Black Gold Ancient Blade from inside.
"Thanks."
Weighing the blade in his hand, Bai Zhi gripped the hilt in reverse. The ability called "Swift Wind Express" copied onto the [Pitch Black Rubik's Cube] silently transformed into some unknown Skill.
Then Bai Zhi casually swung his blade at the massive mechanical factory before him.
In that instant, the entire world seemed to