Chase Battle

The young man was currently at the very front, slowly straightening his slightly messy collar. His deep purple eyes were cold, a mocking smile played on his lips, and he looked down with arrogant disdain.

His lips parted, and he let out a few soft breaths.

"Enjoy yourselves."

Bai Ziheng watched the young man's retreating back, a strong sense of danger washing over him.

Something happened behind them. The previously tall and ferocious Village Chief was now kneeling on the ground, wailing with a piercing scream.

"My blood altar! No!"

He tried to piece it back together with his hands. The black fur on his hands was soaked, and countless tiny red worms crawled upwards. They were horrifying and grotesque, eventually seeping out from between his fingers. Strands of sticky fluid dripped down his hands.

But it was all useless.

Finally, he raised his blood-red eyes and glared fiercely at Bai Ziheng and the other person.

"You will die!"

(Congratulations on successfully enraging the B-rank monster - 'Village Chief'. Friendly reminder: The difference in abilities is too great, please try to avoid direct confrontation.)

"No good! Run!"

Bai Ziheng felt his blood run cold. Realizing what was about to happen, he ignored the sticky pus on his body and urgently dragged Xiao Qi out.

But in the next second, the door slammed shut with a bang.

Bai Ziheng and Xiao Qi, who had braked hard: "..."

(Item 'Rock Solid' is in effect - temporarily increases the door's hardness.)

Through the hole in the door, Sang Yu's round, apricot-like eyes peeked out. Her expression remained impassive.

"Mr. Bo asks you to enjoy yourselves."

*

(Detected death of Black Faction candidate Zhang Hu. Your teammate uploaded a recording before death. View now?)

The Proctoring System's cold notification rang in Bo Shuo's mind, giving him goosebumps.

He leaned against a tree trunk, finally catching his breath, only to hear this unwelcome news.

(Yes or No)

Bo Shuo tapped "Yes," and a recording popped up before his eyes.

In a narrow, dark alley, a lone Zhang Hu was being cornered and killed by White Faction candidates. The footage showed his tragic demise.

His gaze swept over the crowd surrounding Zhang Hu, and Bo Shuo realized even more unwelcome news.

"The White Faction has already converged and begun to hunt down our Black Faction."

For fairness, the Proctoring System ensured that the overall strength between the two factions would not differ too much.

The White Faction had also realized this and had proactively united their faction. Before the Black Faction could react, they began hunting down isolated Black Faction candidates.

They were eliminating the Black Faction's strength from the root.

Sang Yu naturally saw the recording and immediately understood its meaning.

"More people will die next—"

Before the young woman could finish her sentence, a series of ding-ding-dong sounds rang out one after another.

(Detected death of Black Faction candidate Zhang Li. Detected death of Black Faction candidate Sun Qiaoling...)

In just five minutes, the death toll had already reached six.

Now, only five people remained in the Black Faction, while the White Faction still had eleven.

(Detected death of White Faction candidate Xiao Qi.)

Oh, now there are only ten left.

This outcome didn't surprise Bo Shuo. He hadn't expected to use the 'Village Chief' to directly eliminate Bai Ziheng, a B-rank player.

After all, Bai Ziheng was a potential divine favor recipient, with many life-saving methods. The possibility of him dying to the 'Village Chief' wasn't high.

However, facing the enraged 'Village Chief' should at least strip him of a layer of skin.

At the very least, it should consume many of his life-saving resources.

(Remaining exam time: 36h)

(Trigger Node - Shaman's Death.)

(Node Introduction: To appease the grudges, the villagers of Snow Mountain Village had to perform a sacrifice every year. However, something unexpected happened this year. The Shaman who presided over the ritual was found mysteriously dead in her home.)

(And the completion of the sacrifice requires a divine official's prayer. So, where is the prayer hidden in the Shaman's house?)

Bo Shuo looked at the tildes at the end, speechless.

This was practically a blatant hint, designed to force all candidates to head to the Shaman's house and intensify the conflict.

What a twisted sense of humor.

Both sides needed this prayer. The White Faction needed it to complete the sacrifice, while the Black Faction needed to snatch it and hide it to prevent the White Faction from completing the sacrifice.

Without further ado, finding the Shaman's home first would give them the advantage.

Coincidentally, the Shaman's home was about a kilometer ahead. Bo Shuo had a map, so he could naturally get ahead of the other examinees.

The Shaman's home was a small, thatched mud hut.

Being on the outskirts, the villagers' patrols were a bit weaker, so they could get inside quickly.

The interior facilities were old. As soon as he stepped over the threshold, a sweep of his gaze took in the entire room.

There was a simple bed, a rocking chair, a table and stool, along with cooking utensils and a counter holding various bottles and jars.

It was excessively rudimentary.

Faint rustling sounds came from a dark corner. A few red worms wriggled out, their gnawing sounds sending shivers down one's spine.

Bo Shuo used 007's light to advance. After taking a couple of steps forward, he saw a corpse lying on the ground.

(NPC Shaman)

Bo Shuo scanned the information above, then carefully examined the corpse.