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Doomsday Roulette

Chapter 2362: What You Need is Pressure (Part 1) 💪

Published: February 13, 2025

The surroundings were silent.

Even Ye Zhongming and Baliruwa had stopped what they were doing and looked over here.

Just now, many people witnessed a great master bleed for the first time, and now, many were seeing a great master killed for the first time.

And it happened so easily.

After so long of development, how many great masters were there in Dark Strip City? Now, one was dead just like that?

What was even more shocking was that the one who killed the great master was not an evolver of the same level or a higher level, but a group of warriors who didn’t even have 5,000 fuleira.

Such warriors were everywhere in Dark Strip City!

At this moment, many who thought deeply suddenly realized.

If the red dress guard could achieve this, then could they not do the same? Could they not stand against great masters without the helplessness they had before?

However, what they temporarily did not realize was that this could not really be considered a victory for the red dress guard, but rather... the victory of capital, or to put it simply, it was built on money.

Not everyone could possess five hundred sets of nearly five thousand pieces of Crimson Condensation Equipment, nor could everyone afford three Renyi level composite crossbows in the same quantity, let alone be extravagant enough to create disposable crossbow arrows at the Crimson Condensation level.

Moreover, even with these equipments, without the ancient formation technique, it wouldn't work either. And how could the value of ancient formation techniques be assessed? If one were to measure the relationship between Ye Zhongming and the Library Palace in monetary terms, how much would it be worth?

Therefore, the combat method of the red dress guard was not complicated at all; anyone could learn it with just a glance, but to actually implement it was incredibly difficult.

At this moment, all the big shots in Dark Strip City had arrived, whether it was Dodo, Leona, Chen Ning, or even several great masters from the Star-Eye Clan. Although their expressions seemed unchanged, the shock in their hearts was overwhelming.

A team with so low a fuleira had killed a great master!

And their strongest member might not even be as powerful as Ge Huo Ba Si!

If these female warriors could possess such terrifying combat power, then the Assault Camp following Ye Zhongming should be capable too, right?

While they might not have as many members as the red dress guard, their individual strength was stronger, capable of compensating for their tribal numbers. If they also wielded similar equipment and employed comparable formation techniques, then...

Two teams capable of killing great masters?

The leaders of the minor tribes were fine, but many from the Star-Eye Clan began to feel uneasy.

On the other side, the earlier ground collapse was due to Ye Zhongming activating gravity control. Since this was artificial gravity, the effect was somewhat better than that on natural stars.

However, before the offensive could be initiated, the red dress guard had already finished their battle.

"You see, if you don’t work hard, you are going to die here today," Ye Zhongming said softly to his opponent. This kind of admonition sounded frustrating.

But at this moment, Baliruwa had no mind to care about that; his mind was filled with Ge Huo Ba Si's roar before death.

In that moment, he thought he could sense the approach of death.

His earlier worries seemed to gradually become reality; those people were not fools, they wouldn't challenge him without confidence.

However, what Baliruwa did not expect was that their confidence seemed to be derived from themselves.

Ye Zhongming fell silent, the knife in his hand moving slowly.

Baliruwa steadied his mind and began to prepare himself completely.

He planted his somewhat damaged spear into the ground and began to draw circles with both hands, as invisible energy began to fill the space around him.

At the same time, the spear began to tremble continuously, as if it had come to life.

Ye Zhongming did not take the opportunity to attack; he merely watched from the side.