"The battlefield mission is about to begin. Everyone, please prepare." "10" "9"
The countdown entered its final stretch.
Listening to the cold countdown, every Fifth Order present wore a solemn expression as they clustered together.
The teams led by the seventeen Planet Destroyer Level combatants silently closed in on the Awakened who had arrived last, subtly forming an encirclement.
Before anyone knew it, the battle had already begun, even though the mission had yet to appear.
The first five hundred Fifth Orders to arrive became the hunters, while the middle five hundred were recruited into groups for mutual protection.
The Fifth Orders who arrived last, however, became prey, marked by everyone!
Standing among the team the Long-Eared Elf had recruited, the Petrified Giant felt a surge of relief and lingering fear.
Fortunately, the Petrified Giant's rules were especially effective on this battlefield, and there had been no delay in getting here.
Otherwise, forget being recruited-the Petrified Giant would probably have been on the kill list already!
Just look at those Fifth Orders targeted by multiple groups. Every one of them was pale, their expressions utterly grim.
Many of the later arrivals who had figured out this logic frantically used "Flash" on the spot, trying to prove that they were "very fast" and had simply arrived late!
But their declarations were useless.
With the factions already established, they were like abandoned chess pieces. No one would team up with them anymore.
Soon, the countdown reached its final three seconds.
Trial Taker No. 3399 came hurtling down from the sky in a panic.
Seeing the malicious gazes all around him, the Fifth Order dwarf, almost the last to arrive, felt a sudden chill. Then, as though something had dawned on him, his entire body began to tremble.
No matter how