"That's a lot of people."
On the enormous plaza stretching as far as the eye could see, Zhang Tie stared blankly at the crowds filling his entire field of vision. He was clearly stunned for a moment.
The floor was entirely metal, and above them hung a dim sky.
Several unknown buildings that looked like fortresses stood abruptly on the metal ground. No one knew what they were for.
The sky was dim—or rather, he wasn't even sure what exactly was above their heads.
At a glance, the scene resembled the Trial Tower somewhat, except that the tower itself was missing.
In that oppressive environment of pure cold tones, it felt as though they had been transported into some ruined metal world.
Looking around, Lin An roughly estimated the number of people and was likewise somewhat surprised.
By a rough estimate, there were probably more than ten million people on the entire plaza!
Compared with the previous trial, the number of participants in this Confrontation Tournament was simply outrageous.
"Team Leader Lin, holy crap!"
"Look over there. Why are there still a group of First Order Awakeners!?"
As they looked around curiously, Bear Dunce clicked his tongue at the massive number of participants. He immediately spotted a group of somewhat dark-skinned Awakeners who appeared to be from the India Brahma War Zone gathered together.
They were packed tightly together, shoulder to shoulder.
These Awakeners, who couldn't even put together a complete set of equipment, had wildly varying strengths. There were Third Order Awakeners among them, as well as First Order ones.
Such a bizarre sight left Zhang Tie clicking his tongue in amazement.
"Why let First Order Awakeners in? What does this mean? Using them as cannon fodder?"
Hearing this, Lin An looked over and discovered that there were quite