If the calamities brought by a Calamity Beast failed to kill someone through various natural disasters, they would inevitably inflict all kinds of misfortune through some other supernatural means.
What Bigge encountered was naturally the latter.
He was too powerful. The Calamity Beast was only in its juvenile stage, and the natural disasters it brought could not harm him in the slightest. So, when he let his guard down, a supernatural incident occurred: a tree branch suddenly grew several meters longer, tripping Bigge and sending him tumbling.
But Bigge possessed Saint-level Combat Strength. He was a powerhouse comparable to a Middle-rank Main God, which was why he could easily pass through the Natural Disasters caused by the Calamity Beast. The strongest of the pursuers, however, possessed only the Combat Strength of a Three-Star Asura and were completely incapable of resisting such powerful Natural Disasters.
Above the Sky Dome, the Red Skirt Woman frowned slightly as she watched everything unfolding in the Selection Battlefield below.
"This won't do. The disasters caused by this Calamity Beast are far more powerful than I imagined. They have completely ruined the balance of the Selection Battlefield. In a few days, all these candidates will be dead!"
"You don't care about whether these candidates live or die, do you?" the ponytailed man said with a smile. "You just don't want to see Gu Ding and the others clear the stage so easily. Why bother making excuses?"
"Their very existence has already disrupted the battlefield's balance. It is only natural for me to alter the rules of the game," the Red Skirt Woman continued to argue.
"But the appearance of this Calamity Beast disrupted the balance once again, and that made you even more unhappy," the ponytailed man said, exposing her excuse again.
"Disrupting the balance is