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"This level two difficulty is ridiculously high! It's not just a little bit worse than level one!"

"You haven't seen the level 3 difficulty yet. A guy tried it last time, and apparently he died in less than 30 seconds!"

"I should have chosen difficulty level one!"

"Damn, who knew the scene would be this big? I was trying to stick close to my brother, but I don't know where he's gone!"

"Given this situation, even the eldest brother himself is probably in dire straits!"

"This time it's really going up in intensity!"

"Hey, Little Master, didn't you open a high-explosive shell last time? Did you bring it with you?"

"It was sold a long time ago!"

"You'd even sell high-explosive stuff!"

As one of them was speaking, Blood Clan descended from the sky and chopped off his head.

The others were also not spared, and some of the first-tier strength simply gave up resistance and surrendered.

Nearly a hundred people participated in the Level 2 difficulty this time, but now there are fewer than thirty left.

There are still almost 20 minutes left!

"How come we're only halfway through?!"

On the other side, in the Level 1 difficulty battlefield.

The situation here isn't much better than level two difficulty, but it's not too bad either.

Nearly 270 people entered the Level 1 difficulty level, and more than 140 people are still alive.

They don't have Blood Clan here, only low-level bloodhounds.

And the survival time is only 30 minutes.

"Just 10 more minutes, everyone hang in there!"

One of them said this and swung a stick at a hunting dog on the head.

Chu Yang was also among them; having lost all his abilities, he was still only at the first level.

If you ask why, the answer is simple: it's because of my dark complexion.

He had a stroke of good luck, winning a gold medal, but that seemed to have used up all the luck he had in his life.

After he deleted his save file and started over, he never unlocked a single Golden Ability again.

Thinking back to the past...

Never mind... the past is the past, the present is the present.

Chu Yang knew he couldn't handle the level 2 difficulty, so he could only team up with newbie teams on level 1 difficulty.

He doesn't ask for much; a useful Blue Ability is enough.

Chu Yang has lost count of how many white and green junk items he's obtained. Although he has obtained Blue Ability before, they've all been pretty useless.

He now has reason to suspect that God is targeting him!

After all, who can keep a dark face all the time?

"They're coming from over there again!"

People in the first and second difficulty levels are all engaged in fierce battles.

Only on the level 3 difficulty side, five corpses lay peacefully.

This time, the level 3 difficulty is a direct challenge against the True Ancestor.

Five people wanted to try their luck, and as soon as they entered, they saw the True Ancestor.

Then they were instantly killed.

Now, these five people are communicating in the form of souls.

They have to wait until the time is up before they can leave.

"If you ask me, it's just bad luck."

"Will you come again next time?"

"I'll come again next time!"

"You need to understand, only five of us made it into difficulty level three. As long as we survive until the end of the game, we'll be ranked first, second, third, fourth, or fifth. There's no need to compete for it!"

"Remember last time? Last time I crawled into the haystack and almost managed to get past the Queen Bee's difficulty level three!"

"As a result, one of my grandsons gave himself away by poking me out with a barbecue stick!"

"Pfft, hahaha, you're not talking about Dog Eye Mihawk, are you?"

"No one but that bastard could do something like this."

"Well, the tickets are a waste anyway. I'll have to go back and collect my clothes after this is over."

Time is passing by little by little.

Li Heng was still struggling to hold on. Although he had gradually learned how to use his various abilities in battle, he was somewhat helpless when facing a duke of the same rank.

These dukes, like him, are just too difficult to kill!

His severed limbs grew back instantly; he would have to kill the Duke at least a dozen times to deplete his Blood Power.

Li Heng transformed his own blood into Silk Thread and slashed them out, instantly severing the limbs of a large number of the Blood Clan.

Then, in the blink of an eye, all of these Blood Clan had healed.

Why...

They can't kill them all, they simply can't kill them all.

It can't be killed, it's impossible to kill it.

Li Heng had no choice but to flee in all directions. He had two dukes and more than ten marquises on his side.

A direct confrontation was out of the question, so Li Heng turned and rushed into a building, where he suddenly noticed a gun and some bullets on a cabinet.

"This is?"

He picked up the bullet, but a sharp pain instantly shot through his hand!

His fingers instantly turned black and ulcerated, showing no sign of healing whatsoever.

"Is this a tool to subdue vampires?"

"But I can't use it!"

"I'm a vampire myself. The time it takes me to load a bullet is enough to burn my hand to a crisp!"

With no other option, Li Heng had to abandon his attempt to retrieve a weapon and continue his escape.

While mithril is toxic to all living things, it is especially deadly to vampires, as even a touch will cause their bodies to corrode and rot.

For a normal human, it would take a long time for the vampire to develop ulcers, which is probably because vampires have very low immunity.

Li Heng sighed and flapped his wings even faster.

For the latter half of the time, he just kept running. When he couldn't fly anymore, he would rush to the ground and chew on two Blood Corpse.

Meanwhile, the others were still able to use mithril bullets to kill a few Blood Clan.

When five princes appeared on the battlefield, everyone started to flee, because turning back and firing another shot would make it difficult to survive!

When the countdown ended completely, only three people remained in the level 2 difficulty.

Li Heng survived by relying on his ability to fly.

The other two were somewhat lucky and barely survived.

As the rewards began to be tallied, Li Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's finally over..."

The reward calculation first determined the number of the Blood Clan each person killed, and then the level of those Blood Clan.

The higher the level of the Blood Clan you kill, the greater the reward.

Li Heng's final results were in: he killed a total of 462 Blood Clan, the highest being a Marquis.

Harvest index: 1059.

Number one on the leaderboard.

Gold Treasure Chest will be awarded as a reward.

The second place goes to Lord Ye, who killed 214 Blood Clan, and his highest rank was Earl.

The third place goes to a man named Paramecium, who killed 146 Blood Clan, but his highest rank was only Earl.

After returning to the main hall, Lord Ye fell into deep thought.

"Rex...I've never heard of that name before."

"Who is this guy? How did he manage to knock our big brother off his pedestal?"

"Ha, while you're still wondering who this person is, I've already started serving tea and water to the new big brother!"

Even 079, the person behind the game, was somewhat surprised by Li Heng's performance.

Because when it extended the invitation to Li Heng was just an ordinary person at that time.

But not long after, Li Heng turned into the Blood Clan.

Things changed far more suddenly than 079 had imagined.

"... To achieve balance, it's necessary, isn't it?"

"Wait, Rex?"

"This guy isn't Red... cough, well, it seems that even without me, he was destined to become that person's creation."

079 originally intended to make arrangements for him, but now it seems that it's unnecessary.

On the other side, Li Heng reached out and opened the golden treasure chest in front of him, and a blue item calmly emerged inside.

Mithril Shotgun

Li Heng: "..."