Ready to Go All Out
"The territory of the Chaos Starfield was won at the cost of countless predecessors' lives. Today, a thousand years later, we're dividing the territory anew. This is an immensely important occasion, and I hope everyone takes it seriously. Give it your all and fight for as much territory as you can. Be fair, impartial, and aboveboard," one of the judges announced loudly.
There were over a hundred judges for this thousand-year grand event alone, all famous figures in the boundless starry sky.
They weren't eligible to compete for territory, but they often judged the winners and losers, and were known for their fairness and integrity. Of course, they also stood to gain something by serving as judges.
"First round: every alliance and sect will display its strength!" another judge announced loudly.
Every sect had to display its strength. All ordinary Ninth-grade Primordial Supremes had to take part in this round, as did the experts from affiliated forces.
As they displayed their strength, everyone would decide whom they wanted to challenge.
This stage was quite important, too. Those with greater strength wouldn't be challenged, while those who were weaker would face challenges from other sects.
In any case, each expert had only one chance to challenge someone and one chance to be challenged. These chances were precious, and no one dared to challenge recklessly. Everyone thought it through, compared their strengths, and then issued a challenge.
Naturally, at first, it was experts without territory who challenged those who already had territory.
Those with territory couldn't issue challenges. They could only do so after losing their territory.
There were also sects that challenged other sects. The rules were complicated, and there was no way to explain them all one by one.
The display of strength began. The