In the morning in the lava land, there is a sea of light comparable to the starry night sky, but it is not as rippling as the ocean, but almost static.

These points of light come from the medals that everyone wears on their chests. Even if you look at these medals from a distance, you can feel the powerful magical energy contained in them. Although the black medals belonging to the Dark Night camp are not as dazzling as the white medals of the Dawn camp, they have a mysterious luster, which is unpredictable and even awe-inspiring.

"Members, your courage did not disappoint me. Yesterday, when you received your medals, I counted one hundred and sixty-two. Not a single one is missing today. "Kurori was at the front of the entire phalanx like a master officer in the army, but unlike a normal master officer, the soles of his feet were free. Kurori carefully glanced around everyone and said, "You don't have to be like zombies, you can move properly, and when I finish explaining the rules, I won't give you any more time to move." ”

As soon as the words fell, the ocean of light suddenly became magnificent.

Grinthe's gaze kept moving between Curori and Muhans on the side, his legs trembling slightly.

Muhans's order to Grint is extremely firm, no matter what Kurori's face is, if it is stopped, let Adrian and Lanaya come together to "strike", so that this special training cannot be carried out!

How can you joke with human life?

However, how could Grint think of it so simple and rude, she actually wanted to join forces with others to fight against the hall master, what kind of joke?

Not to mention worrying about whether the training will kill people, Grint feels that disobedience to the hall master will definitely kill people.

If Muhans knew what was going on in Grinter's mind at this time, he would have sighed and sighed, how did I choose such a teammate as you.

"After a night's time, has anyone studied this medal I gave you?" asked Kuroli.

They all lowered their heads, and their medals did look very different from the night before, for yesterday they were little more than an ordinary piece of metal, and perhaps of no use other than a little more elaborate workmanship, which could be used as a nice ornament.

However, now their medals, without exception, exude a unique halo, the white medal and the black medal are completely different, and then they realize whether they should try this medal to have any strange function, if you look at it in a normal person's way of thinking, it is probably a kind of introducer!

"Points?" someone found the clue in it, it was an inductor that could show a certain amount of information like an amethyst, but the medal expressed much less and much simpler, it might only have a single purpose, perhaps, it was just a tool that Kurori used for their training.

"That's right, one of the most important factors for you in the second round of training is the points. Kurori paused slightly, his gaze swept downward, as if observing their expressions one by one, "The only way to get points is to kill, kill the people of the enemy camp!"

Suddenly there were exclamations of surprise, and fear hung over the phalanx like a solid dark cloud.

Does Kurori really want them to kill each other?

"Do it!" Muhans couldn't take it anymore, and he immediately gave instructions to Grint in the form of a voice transmission.

Grint's whole body shook, as if someone who was engrossed in doing something was suddenly tapped on the shoulder from behind, and his waist straightened suddenly, and even bent back a little. She immediately woke up to the fact that the duty of the divine law is to hang the pot to help the world and calm the hearts of the people!

Completely ignoring the gaze of the others, Grint soared into the air with a levitation technique that she was not skilled at all......

"Silence, do you remember why you came here for special training, even you can't defeat yourself, and you still want to challenge the powerful magic ......" Kuroli's voice suddenly stopped, just because he saw a person in the phalanx actually staggering and floating.

Kurori's gaze followed Grint up slowly, and he didn't know what to say for a while, not knowing whether he was too angry or not expecting anyone to be so rude to him.

Grint took out the scepter of holy light and made a series of complex magic gestures, echoing with Muhans behind her, the magic fluctuations in the air became more and more violent, but everyone did not feel the sense of crisis and oppression that was about to erupt from the forbidden spell, but a very comfortable feeling, and they even felt that under this fluctuation, all aspects of themselves had been significantly improved.

"God...... Divine Blessing?" Rao is Kurori couldn't help but open his mouth when he saw such a scene, blessing was already a kind of high-level magic that was quite difficult to master, and Divine Blessing was a forbidden spell-level magic in divine magic. It is said that forbidden spell-level magic must be completed by five or more Extreme Realm magicians, and this Muhans took a little girl to cast it?

Even Kurori was shocked, and the others in that scene were even more shocked, most of them didn't even know the name of this magic, they only felt that bathed in the light of divine blessings, they seemed to have become the incorruptible body of King Kong, even in the face of enemies a hundred times stronger than themselves, they could be unscathed!

It was a long time before Kurori realized that something was wrong, and his face immediately changed. When Kurori was angry, the anger on his face was not full of anger, but extremely cold, and this cold air alone could make people sit on the ground and shiver.

"Muhans!!" Kurori raised his eyes and stared straight into the distance without looking up, "what are you doing here?!"

"Hall Master, you can't let the members kill each other!" replied Muhans in an equally loud voice.

"When did I say let them kill each other?"

Muhans froze in place, reacting the same as when he learned that Grint had instantly memorized the spells and gestures of the Divine Blessing.

"Didn't you say anything 'murder'? and ......?"

"This round of special training does require the members to use the same full force as when they kill the enemy, but can you listen to me finish the rules first?!"

Muhans stopped talking, but finally nodded, conveyed instructions to Grint to return her to her place, and stepped back himself.

Kuroli's expression gradually returned to normal, and then he made a look of helplessness against these people. In fact, the fault lies in the fact that he did not explain it clearly in advance, but threw a dangerous * at the members, and his purpose was only to make the members pay more attention to the second round of training.

"Straight to the point. In the next training, you will play the role of warriors in your respective camps, cooperate with each other, and charge into battle to kill the enemy. As for the criteria for killing a person, I won't explain too much, and when the time comes, the medal on your chest will tell you, and it will protect you! So, you must protect your medal, otherwise, as I said, you will not even know how to die!"

Some people reached out and touched the medallion on their chest, except for the faint light at this time, and the ability to display points, there seemed to be nothing special, and their points were now zero.

"And, your respective leaders—" Kurori's gaze naturally fell on the two at the front of the phalanx, "—Adrian and Lanaya, who will play the role of the 'king' you want to protect, and if the king dies, he will be the general, and the other side will win directly. ”

How does this sound like a game of military chess? Some people thought, even though there are a lot of pieces on this board, and there should be a lot of freedom of movement.

Then, Kurori explained the rules of this training to everyone in detail.

Sounds like a war-themed game.

Every day of the next month, they will spend every day in this game.

The playing field is very free, for the entire lava field.

Ordinary people's medals have a hierarchy, and every time they "kill" someone, they will earn their own points and automatically upgrade their medals. The ranks are divided into nine classes: commoner, knight, lord, baron, viscount, earl, marquis, duke, grand duke.

Those who have reached the rank of Grand Duke will have one and only one chance to designate a fallen champion from their own faction to be resurrected!

And the king's medal cannot be upgraded, and the king cannot participate in battle, so he can only rely on the protection of the warriors to survive. When the number of men in one faction is less than twenty, the king can join the battle, and can only take the king's medal from each other.

If both kings never die, the side with the higher number of survivors wins at noon. If the number is the same, the faction with the highest number of points wins.

After each battle, points will be accumulated and saved as a reference for the final competitive match match.

...... What a big fight.

"Do you need time to discuss strategy?" Culori glanced at the crowd who had already begun to talk.

As if witnessing that some of them dared to stand up and provoke the hall master, their courage grew, and they shouted in unison below: "Yes!"

"Ten minutes. Kuroli said lightly.

The people of the two camps dispersed violently, and after a long distance from each other, they gathered into two black and pressed round cakes.

"Is this a game you designed?" Randall smiled as he walked over, taking in the lively scenes on either side. Anyone would be surprised to learn that a small medal could do so much, even if it came from Kurori.

"It was an idea I had in my early years, and it has only recently been realized. The corners of Kuroli's mouth hooked, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced casually into the open space, "This is much more exciting than the game." ”

Wherever Kurori's gaze passed, Adriam and Lanaya had just let go of each other's embraces and said goodbye in the manner of ordinary lovers, before turning and walking in two directions.