Howling streams of light shot through the air, dense and dazzlingly multicolored.
They were attacks launched by both sides.
Unlike a one-on-one duel, where one still had to probe the opponent, group battles never required any testing. From the very start, everyone went all out. It was kill or be killed. Whoever held back was giving the enemy a chance to kill them, without even room for regret.
Boom boom boom!
Brilliant light erupted in wave after wave. People were constantly blasted to pieces, leaving behind ownerless armor and weapons.
Ye Chen clearly sensed more than a dozen marks merging into his lower-rank soldier badge.
"So that's how it is."
Ye Chen suddenly understood.
Among those dozen or so marks, some were strong and some weak. The weakest were undoubtedly lower-rank soldier marks; the slightly stronger ones were middle-rank soldier marks; and the strongest were upper-rank soldier marks.
As for these marks, they came from each person's military-rank badge. The reason they could form was presumably because the badges had been refined with blood.
It turned out that military-rank badges were made from an extremely miraculous substance. Once this substance fused with someone's blood, it immediately produced a unique mark. The substance varied in strength and was roughly divided into nine grades, so naturally, the marks were also divided into nine grades.
If someone killed the badge's owner, the military-rank badge would sense it, release its mark, and merge it into the killer's military-rank badge. If that person had not made the kill, the mark would never acknowledge them. Everyone's attack aura was different, and the mark would only recognize the person who had killed its badge's owner.
There were now fourteen marks in Ye Chen's lower-rank soldier badge. The mark at the center emitted a faint glow—it was Ye