The snake's tail, as thick as a mountain, collapsed. Kado's expression changed drastically, and he shouted urgently, instinctively taking a step forward.
At this moment, Logo holds the lifeline of the Uvaru People in his hands; he is their savior. If he were to die here, the consequences would be unimaginable. Therefore, Kado is willing to risk his life to protect Logo.
However, to Kado's surprise, Logo seemed completely unfazed by the sudden and fierce attack. Instead, as if Prophet, he dodged it by sidestepping.
A strong gust of wind whipped his long black hair wildly, and huge cracks spread out like a spider web.
Logo leaped lightly, his figure as light and agile as a feather in a breeze, disappearing without a trace. In the blink of an eye, he had retreated to a distance of more than ten meters.
At the same time, a snake's head, as large as a house, emerged from the gray clouds. Its brownish-yellow vertical pupils held a violent and cruel glint in its eyes. It was a wild beast with little intelligence.
Realizing this, Logo suppressed his idea of reasoning with them and instead pulled out a sniper rifle from his back, this time the Legend one.
"Kado, have some men hold off the Mountain Python. I'll provide remote support."
After giving the order, Logo retreated rapidly, creating distance between them.
Upon seeing this, the Mountain Python let out a deafening roar, suddenly sprang out its head, opened its massive jaws, and viciously bit at Logo.
Snakes are already incredibly fast when they lunge forward to attack, let alone a terrifying behemoth like the Mountain Python.
With a single strike, a fierce wind howled, and layers of air surged and piled up. The dark clouds exploded with a bang, scattering like tattered cotton wool, creating a terrifying scene.
Normally, Kado would never provoke such a ferocious beast, even if it meant being beaten to death, but now, he had no choice.
With his life in someone else's hands, even if Logo ordered him to die, he couldn't hesitate for a second.
Although they had only spent a short time together, the man's indifference and coldness had already been etched into Kado's heart, making him understand the way to get along with him: he must never provoke him to dislike him.
With this thought in mind, Kado gritted his teeth and led his men to pounce on the Mountain Python from four directions, using every means possible to attack.
A Tier Seven, leading hundreds of Transcendent individuals with combat strength at the Tier Six and Tier Five, poses a significant threat to the Mountain Python.
As beasts, despite their connection to the Transcendent, what still governs their actions is something called wildness. The threat posed by the hundred warriors of the Uvaru People was enough to make the Mountain Python temporarily abandon its attack on Logo.
Therefore, it was only natural for it to turn around.
But it was this very action that sealed the Mountain Python's fate.
Having created a significant distance, Logo fully demonstrated the qualities expected of a striker.
Raising the Legend- quality sniper rifle in his hand, his Eye of Insight instantly calculated the optimal shooting angle, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang!!
The long, slender bullet, glowing with fire, tore through the air and pierced precisely into the Mountain Python's head, splattering blood everywhere.
Normally, given the Mountain Python's defensive capabilities, even a two-star Legend sniper rifle wouldn't easily penetrate its scales.
However, Logo's observation skills were abnormally strong. He found the weakest scale among the many scales and fired at it.
The Mountain Python instinctively dodged, but little did it know that Logo had already anticipated its movements. The bullet, as if it Prophet, pierced its flesh.
The shot hit its mark, Mountain Python was immediately wounded.
The battle that followed was much easier. Facing a beast that was becoming increasingly frenzied due to its injuries, Kado and his hundred-man squad, with Logo's ranged assistance, were like swift and sharp knives, cutting through the Mountain Python and gradually shredding the behemoth.
Boom!!
With a tremendous roar, rocks flew everywhere, the earth cracked open, and the Mountain Python, possessing the combat power of Tier Eight warrior, finally collapsed to the ground, losing its life force.
The Uvaru People also lost more than twenty skilled men, but Logo didn't care at all; they were just tools.
"Keep the Mountain Python's corpse and these snake eggs for your own use." Logo glanced indifferently at the huge snake corpse lying on the ground, then walked to the nest, carefully pulled out the Sand Sun Tree saplings and put them away, before taking out some bright yellow crystals and getting busy.
He wants to build a radar.
The summit of this mountain is the highest point in this desert world. Setting up radar here would allow the signals to be transmitted to any corner of the desert.
Logo was busy in the lair. Kado and the other Uvaru People were initially saddened by the death of their companion, but when they heard that Logo was going to leave the Mountain Python's carcass and eggs to them, their sadness was quickly replaced by joy, and they happily began to collect the huge corpse.
There was so much snake meat, and it was high-quality, Transcendent meat, enough to feed the entire tribe for quite some time.
In this world, resources are extremely scarce, and food and water are especially precious. The tribe hasn't been able to obtain prey of this caliber for a long time.
Time passed slowly, and after four or five hours, Logo's radar was finally completed.
This is a stone and earthen structure that resembles a pyramid, about three meters high. At its top floats an oval-shaped bead, from which an invisible wave bursts forth, sweeping across the entire world in an instant.
Logo stretched out his hand and placed his palm on the surface of the building, and various scenes quickly appeared in his mind.
Yellow sand stretches endlessly, and storms sweep across...
And those Sand Spirit that emerged from the sand.
At this moment, all the Sand Spirit seemed to be worshipping a king, bowing respectfully in his direction. A wave of admiration and reverence emanated from him, causing a ripple to appear in Logo's originally cold eyes.
After a moment of contemplation, he withdrew his hand, turned around, glanced around, and pointed to an area to his side and behind him. "Build me a house here."
"Ah?"
Kado was taken aback, thinking he had misheard, but seeing that Logo's expression remained unchanged, he quickly said, "Okay, don't worry, it will be built soon."
After saying that, Kado led his men to get busy, and in no time they had built a house of moderate size.
"I'll be living here from now on. Everyone else except Kado will stay and serve as guards. Kado, go back and send people to collect the materials needed for the pills and bring them over. You also need to send people to negotiate with the other tribes. Remember, anyone who disobeys will be executed."
A cold, indifferent voice flowed past his ear, Kado nodded hastily.
"From now on, our communication will be relayed through the Sand Spirit. Please inform them of this as well, and make sure they don't harm these little ones."
"Yes!" Kado bowed, then left the summit.
Two days later.
In a certain oasis, You Lin, a spellcaster from the Tia Empire, was running towards a distant stream with a look of delight on her face.
Unexpectedly, a volley of arrows carrying intense flames shot in from all directions, like a torrential downpour, completely covering her entire body.
Seeing this, You Lin was terrified. She quickly channeled her already limited magic power to barely create a protective shield, blocking the rain of fire arrows while shouting, "I am not an enemy of you Uvaru People! Let's talk this out! Killing me will get you nothing..."
However, to You Lin's surprise, the enemy showed no sign of stopping; instead, the rain of arrows intensified.
You Lin couldn't withstand such an attack for long and was riddled with arrows. Fortunately, a turquoise light of life descended from the sky and took her away.
Flying through the air, You Lin looked down and saw hundreds of Uvaru People warriors surrounding her from all sides, each carrying a specially made crossbow, resembling a regular army.
"When did I offend these natives? Could this be one of the dangers of the Survival Battle...?" Upon seeing such a scene, You Lin was stunned, and the strongest emotion that welled up in her heart was, of course, confusion.
She couldn't understand what she had done to warrant such a large-scale hunt by the Uvaru People. She naturally assumed it was a test of the competition, which she had simply failed.
With a flash of green light, spatial fluctuations appeared, You Lin vanished.
But her thoughts did not disappear; they swept across the world like the wind.
In the past few days, there have been many people who have received the same treatment as her.
They were all being hunted down by the Uvaru People came out of nowhere. The enemy was well-organized, attacked with measured tactics, and was always close by. No matter where they hid, they would be found very quickly.
A stone forest almost completely buried by yellow sand.
The orc Kui Luo from the Winter Empire was fleeing frantically, his keen senses allowing him to evade capture time and again, but those ghostly figures lingered forever behind him.
"Damn it, this test is way too difficult. Not only are there so many pursuers, but they can also pinpoint my location at any moment. I can't play this game anymore..." Kui Luo looked back at the rolling yellow sand behind him, and a feeling of wanting to cry welled up in his heart.
He, a member of the royal family, was so powerful that he could fight Seventh-Tier Transcendent being head-on. He never expected that in this Survival Battle, he would be hunted down with nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. He had lost face big time.
"If I get eliminated, won't my father skin me alive when I get back?" The orc prince's mind was filled with the image of his father's ferocious face and the iron whip that had beaten him since he was a child, and his back began to ache.
"No, I must Survival Battle..." Kui Luo gritted his teeth, and with a surge of strength from who knows where, a red light flashed across his body, and his speed increased dramatically. He broke away from the encirclement in a flash, leaving only a long trail of sand behind him.
A few minutes later, a group of Uvaru People arrived. The leader clenched his fists, veins bulging on his forehead, and said viciously, "That guy got away again, damn it."
"Chief, should we give up? It seems the chances of catching him are slim," a follower said.
"We can't give up! That lord said that if we kill this guy, our tribe's pill supply will be elevated to the highest priority. We can't afford to be careless about this. Even if it costs us a great deal of effort, we must kill him!"
"Sigh, what was that lord thinking? Why did he have to kill this person?" the attendant complained.
"Shut up." The leader slapped him across the face, a ruthless glint in his eyes. "What the adults are thinking is none of your business. Just do your job properly and mind your own business, understand?"
The attendant nodded tremblingly, a cold sweat running down his back. What had he just said? How could he discuss that person? The other party knew everything; what if he became displeased...?
Thinking of this, he felt grateful for the slap his leader had given him. If he had said a few more words, he might have died. Compared to death, a slap didn't seem like such a big deal.
"Hmph, all of you keep your mouths shut. Do as the master tells us to do, and don't question him. Now, let's set off and continue the hunt for that orc." After giving these instructions, the leader led his men back on the hunt.
Along the way, Sand Spirit kept emerging from the ground to guide them, and before long, Kui Luo was surrounded once again.
Facing the Uvaru People rushing in from all directions, Kui Luo knew he was definitely not going to escape this time.
Before he died, he roared to the sky, "Damn the Gendaya Royal Court, what kind of Survival Battle is this? It's fucking too hard!!"
"Pfft, haha, this orc prince is so pitiful." Someone laughed so hard they almost fell over.
"Who can argue with that? Being chased by a large group of Uvaru People, I would have broken down mentally long ago. The fact that he lasted this long is quite remarkable."
"The others weren't much better off. This Logo Campbell is truly a big boss; he hides on the mountaintop, doing nothing, yet he takes down one opponent after another."
"The pinnacle of using someone else to do one's dirty work."
"The crucial point is that even on his deathbed, Kui Luo believed these Uvaru People were part of Survival Battle. It's hilarious."
In the square, the audience was buzzing with discussion. Logo's actions this time were truly impressive. Almost everyone who watched the Martial Arts Tournament remembered him. He had become famous overnight.
At the mountaintop, Logo leaned back in a stone-carved deckchair, surrounded by fresh fruit. Not far away, several Uvaru People were grilling meat for him, occasionally bringing him a plate of finely sliced, tender meat, its aroma filling the air.
"Hmm... this guy is finally dead. According to intelligence, there were only about ten people with Tier Seven combat power. Now that one of them is dead, the pressure will be a bit less." Logo chewed on the fragrant roasted meat, while the scene of Kui Luo's death flashed through his mind.
After setting up the radar that could communicate with the Sand Spirit, he was like having countless eyes, and nothing that happened on this land could escape Logo's observation.
With this ability, he won over the various tribes of the Uvaru People in a very short time.
Of course, the most important thing was the pills he provided.
Like Kado, no one would risk turning against him; the future of the tribe was paramount, and they generally compromised.
Some hotheads tried to take down Logo, but were killed by the others.
Logo remained a detached observer throughout, his gaze towards the Uvaru People devoid of any warmth. To him, they were merely tools; investment should yield returns, shouldn't it?
Four more days have passed.
There are two days left until the end of the Survival Battle.
However, all the players in the entire arena, except for Logo, have been killed.
The match ended prematurely once again.
However, this time, Logo could not return early because that was the rule of the competition; he had to wait until the time was up.
Making the most of the remaining time, Logo sent people to dangerous places around the world to collect various precious materials.
A significant portion of these materials represent the stakes of various factions in their Survival Battle.
There are as many as thirteen Legendary resources like the Sand Sun Tree, and there is also an Epic resource that Logo painstakingly created in a dangerous place by sacrificing the lives of three thousand Uvaru People warriors.
According to the competition rules, these prizes can be taken away after the competition, but local resources cannot.
"A very fruitful harvest indeed." Looking at the dazzling array of resources before him, Logo couldn't help but feel delighted.