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"Ho ho ho, the rules are actually very simple, just kill kill kill....... Kill until you're the last one!It's as simple as that, ho ho ho!"

The hoarse old voice repeats "Kill, kill, kill", as if the evil lich is chanting a spell to summon the demons of the abyss, and the phrase "Kill to the last one" is like a demon smiling!

Desert Island Battle Royale turned out to be not a gimmick, but a real killing game

Almost all of them changed their faces.

However, with the exception of a few cowards who shivered with fright, the vast majority of the contestants were able to maintain their composure, because they did not believe that the organizers would dare to openly turn a formal competition such as the Wo Long and the Phoenix War, which attracted national attention, into a killing game.

You must know that the players present are the most outstanding geniuses among Chinese teenagers between the ages of sixteen and twenty, if something happens to them, the whole country will be shaken, and the whole people will be angry, not to mention the organizers of the Wolong and Phoenix War, even the National Demon Martial Arts Association cannot afford such consequences.

Lu Wuya bowed his hand into the distance, and said respectfully: "Seniors, if the juniors are disrespectful, please speak up to the seniors, why make such jokes"

This ninth son of the Martial Alliance from the Xiaoyao faction, as the third seed after Li Guangming and Su Liuli, had gathered the largest number of allied groups during this period and became the absolute leader of the largest group, he stood up and spoke at this time, and in an instant raised his prestige to the highest.

Sou!

Suddenly, a sharp palm wind struck out of nowhere, cutting a dark crack in the sky and falling on top of Lu Wuya's head.

Lu Wuya's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly held up the sky with both palms, and let out a low shout, condensing a thick ice-based demonic gang, trying to resist the palm wind that contained dark energy.

Rumble!

The ice gang was blasted away in an instant, and the dark palm wind fell from the sky like a shadow arrow, piercing straight from the top of Lu Wuya's head!

"Ahh

Lu Wuya's face immediately crawled with squirming black imprints, his eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes almost wanted to pop out.

This young genius of the Carefree Sect still has the graceful demeanor just now, at this time he is already hideous, holding his head and screaming, rolling on the ground, until the black brand disappears and the pain stops, he gasps violently, his face is full of fear and embarrassment.

"Ho ho ho, do you still think the old man is joking?"

Treating Lu Wuya like this meant that this old man had no scruples about the Martial Alliance and the Loose Sect at all, and he used ruthless means to prove that the "rules" he just said were serious.

The old man seemed intent on forcing them to "kill, kill, kill....... Kill until the last one remains".

Where have the proud sons of heaven in the square experienced such a thing, and they were all stunned all of a sudden.

"This ...... It couldn't be ......."

"Where are the organizers?"

The crowd panicked.

"Ho ho ho, the organizers have long been poisoned by the old man, but rest assured, although these fools arbitrarily modified the old man's rules, the old man still had mercy and spared their lives, without using lethal poison, at most paralyzing them for a few years. Don't think about escaping, the old man has been covered with bone-eating poison on the border of the square, and if you get a little bit of it, the gods will not be able to save it. ”

The old man's words frightened everyone present, and the organizers were all poisoned

Now everyone had to extinguish the last hope and face the cruel reality, because after entering the square, none of the organizers appeared, which is too unreasonable, and what the old man said is likely to be true.

Likewise, no one dared to try to escape from the square, and with the old man's supernatural powers, it seemed that it was not a difficult thing to spread poison on the borders of the square, and no one would try to risk their own lives.

"Kill, kill, kill here, only one person can get out of here alive, ho ho!"

The hoarse laughter was filled with cruel madness.

Everyone looked at each other, and the large group that had been gathered slowly dispersed like a plate of scattered sand, isn't that how those battle royale movies are played, some selfish bastards will strike first at such a time and kill the person closest to them.

Everyone watched the changes around them vigilantly, and no one moved, but they were all wary of someone suddenly making a move.

"Ho ho ho, if you don't do it again, the old man will kill one randomly every minute!"

The old man put another layer of pressure on him.

The atmosphere was suddenly solemn and depressing, and everyone's nerves were tense to a critical point, like a secret room filled with oxygen, if anyone took the lead, it would be equivalent to lighting a match in the secret room, which would cause a violent explosion.

"Wait! the juniors have something to say!"

Following Lu Wuya, another bold "junior" stood up, and everyone looked at it, and it turned out to be Bai Lengye, the leader of the second largest group.

"Ho ho ho, you have fifty seconds left. ”

The old man did not refuse the last struggle of the white night.

Bai Lengye took a deep breath and said loudly: "Senior, the younger generation knows your identity, and knows that you are a temperamental, but you will never kill people indiscriminately, you must have your reasons for doing this, can you tell the younger generation, why do you want us to kill each other so much?"

A trace of cold sweat oozed from Bai Lengye's forehead, and his heart was extremely nervous, the more he knew the identity of this old man, the more he knew that he was not joking, but this old man was the most stubborn person, and at the same time the most fickle person, the key was whether he could be convinced.

Bai Lengye was worried that the old man's reason was too nonsensical.

The old man was silent for a few seconds, and said: "Because the old man is not dying for a long time, I want to find a successor, the old man enters the Tao by killing, and is called the God of Killing, who of you can live to the end, who will become the successor of the old man!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed again.

Kill the gods!

These two words made them finally see their current situation thoroughly.

Thirty years ago, world peace faced its greatest crisis, with World War III on the brink of breaking out, and armies of various countries constantly rubbing along the border.

At that time, there was a general in China who made the enemy fearful, he charged into battle, killed countless enemies, once wiped out 10,000 male soldiers with the strength of one person, and killed the national border in a river of blood overnight, and was regarded as the "god of killing" by the world!

Later, the friction between the countries gradually subsided after the intervention of the Mowu Roundtable, and the Third World War fortunately did not break out, but when peace was about to be ushered in, the general's wife and children were brutally murdered by spies who had infiltrated the country.

The general went crazy, fell into the devil's path, traveled all over the country in order to track down the murderer, destroyed many spy organizations, and became a real "killing god".

This general with great military exploits has killed countless people, and no one can restrain his madness, because although he is not a king, he has the strength of a king, and his force is comparable to that of the twelve bigwigs of the Round Table.

The strongest king can really do whatever he wants.

And now, the general, who was called the God of Killing, has done another crazy thing to do whatever he wants, and he wants to make these five hundred young geniuses who represent the future of the country kill each other, until they leave behind a successor who is most suitable for the way of "killing".

Now no one has the naïve idea that all this is just a "joke", the god killer general is a crazy person, he is now dying, he must be even more frustrated, this "battle royale" is by no means a joke.

There are even some people who have a flash of killing intent in their eyes, and in the end, they not only win their lives, but also become the heirs of the killing gods, which is enough to make some people crazy.

A temporary peace is like a frozen lake, ready to break at any moment.

A trace of despair flashed in Bai Lengye's eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and made a final struggle, shouting: "Except for killing each other, isn't there any other way to choose a successor who is satisfactory to the predecessors?"

"Yes, there's another way. ”