Finally, in the latter half, a woman rolled 98. Everyone turned to look at her.
Someone spoke up. "Don't hesitate. Choose Nameless. His luck is the best, and he poses the greatest threat to us. If we want to clear this stage alive, Nameless must die."
"Exactly. Nameless is experienced and lucky. Among everyone here, he is the most likely to survive until the end. Only by sending him off first will we have a chance to live," a woman said.
Everyone looked at the woman who had rolled 98, their gazes placing immense invisible pressure on her.
"This stage never said we had to kill everyone. In fact, most people have a chance to survive. But this is also the best stage for revenge. Enemies we once had to look up to, enemies we were powerless to resist—here, we can kill them easily. Molly, what do you think?" Nameless asked faintly.
Molly froze and looked at Nameless in surprise. Smiling, Nameless said, "The All-Heavens Council has always kept watch over the extermination of the Great Tree Elf Clan. Unfortunately, Dark Druid Fengos was far too cunning, so we were never able to capture him. To avoid alerting him, we did not issue a direct wanted notice."
Tears immediately shimmered in Molly's eyes, and she subconsciously clenched her dice.
Everyone present realized that things had taken a bad turn. They began threatening and warning Molly one after another. After a moment of silence, Molly looked at those trial-takers who were threatening and warning her, then said quietly, "I haven't even chosen anyone yet, and you're already in such a hurry to die?"
In an instant, everyone fell silent. No one dared spout nonsense again. Threatening Molly now was practically asking for death.
Only then did Molly slowly turn to