The final two days of the Preliminary Elimination were the bloodiest period of fighting in the virtual world.
In the earlier stages, there could be huge gaps in strength, allowing some fights to end in an instant.
But the humans who had survived until now were all strong. None of them would be easy to defeat.
Many humans ranked around 1,000 were fighting desperately to secure one of the top 1,001 spots.
Those ranked lower were fighting just as hard. In the real world, they couldn't find so many opponents matched to their strength.
By now, Luo Zhiyuan had lost any desire to kill.
He had never been a bloodthirsty person. Although he had slaughtered many humans to earn points, he had used Soul Annihilation, leaving no blood splattered around. He was still spotless, looking just as he had when he first arrived.
He found a city at random and went up to the rooftop of a skyscraper. Folding away his Light Wings, he sat on the edge with his legs dangling over the outer wall, gazing down at the city. He watched motionless as fights broke out here and there.
From where he sat, he could see human corpses scattered throughout the city. Most were in pieces. To make the virtual world realistic, the Virtual Universe had preserved the full reality of death.
Bloodstains ran down the inside of buildings, flowing toward lower ground. In the low-lying areas, the blood had already gathered into vast lakes, and its heavy, metallic stench hung over the city.
Each city had started with close to a hundred million humans, but now fewer than ten thousand were still alive.
Even so, some people could still be seen wading through the thick blood, searching everywhere for targets to attack.
This was the city's final