Silence!
Under the overwhelming pressure of that bloody aura, the entire scene fell into deathly silence!
The players who had been preparing to make their move now felt as though their icy limbs had been bound to ten-million-ton boulders, unable to move even an inch.
Even breathing had become exceedingly difficult.
What the hell was going on?
How could this guy possess such suffocating pressure?
The players who had previously regarded Lin Zhiluo, the holder of the Treasure Ball, as easy prey were now filled with regret.
They realized that they seemed to have provoked someone truly extraordinary.
"He's only using his aura to suppress us! His strength was already exposed before."
"Though he's strong, there's a limit to it. There are twenty-seven of us together—we have nothing to fear!"
This was, after all, the Zero Godname Battlefield, where geniuses emerged in endless numbers.
Even amid such absolute silence, a player from the Mechanical God Race endured Lin Zhiluo's pressure and stepped out from the crowd.
This fellow possessed a strange talent that could greatly reduce the effects of aura, which was why he retained a certain degree of mobility even under these circumstances.
With him taking the initiative to bear the widespread aura pressure, the other players finally came to their senses.
One after another, they gulped down mouthfuls of air, trying to recover from that suffocating atmosphere.
"Kevin makes a lot of sense. His aura is powerful, but his actual strength is right there for all to see. With twenty-seven experts attacking together, there's absolutely no need to fear him."
"Besides, we have the Primeval Wilderness Barrier!"
"Not only can it increase our skills' hit rates, it can also greatly restrict his movements."
Because their entire bodies were made of mechanical components, the Mechanical God Race naturally possessed