Published: February 13, 2025
Above the light barrier, on both sides of the three teams, suddenly two more teams appeared, like two sharp knives, charging directly at them!
These two teams didn't just suddenly materialize; everyone had been focused on observing the Cloud Summit Quartet and the three teams that were causing trouble for them, neglecting the surrounding area. Moreover, the range of the live broadcast wasn't very large, making it impossible to see, which made these two rapidly advancing teams seem to have popped up out of nowhere.
Unlike the three teams that harbored malicious intent towards the Cloud Summit Quartet, these two newly arrived teams were clearly on the side of Cloud Summit.
Looking for allies? An ambush?
Many people nervously watched the light barrier, knowing that today's situation would probably not end well.
In the previous scenario, if a fight broke out, the number of deaths might not exceed ten. Yes, everyone thought that the Cloud Summit Quartet would at most resist a little, taking a few down with them before being overwhelmed by over a hundred people.
People had no reason to believe that Liang Chuyin and the others could create a miracle in front of so many opponents; killing a few more would be a good outcome.
But now, with two supporting teams, one of which had as many as seventy or eighty members, and the other a little less, but still had thirty to forty people, the total number was already approaching three hundred. Most importantly, the numerical disparity between the two sides was not so great that it would lead to an imbalanced fight. Consequently, in such a chaotic battle, the final death toll could exceed a hundred or even more.
Those who could participate in the rookie battlefield, even if they weren’t the newest generation of geniuses from their respective races, were at least highly valuable seeds for cultivation. To suddenly lose so many lives, especially in mutual conflict, would inevitably escalate the situation.
The most immediate consequence could be that their respective races would become even more hostile towards each other and might even come to blows.
Dark was urgently modifying the option content in that direction, but none of the predictions for victory or defeat changed, nor did it affect the previous bets.
"The team with the larger number is from the Su Clan Alliance." Someone recognized one of the teams on the light barrier, and soon, the other team was also identified.
"The other one is... some small races?"
Some of these people came from Dark Strip City, but they only made up about half of them; the rest were from various places.
Many were puzzled as to why these people had united, but if one examined Ye Zhongming's rookie battlefield from last year, they would find that most of these races had previously collaborated with the King of Cloud Summit to resist enemies. Some of them originally belonged to the Hall People Alliance and the Lena People Alliance.
After a year of contact, maintenance, and strategies, these races had now decided to stand with Ye Zhongming.
Regardless of which camp they had previously belonged to, what remained unchanged was that they were all small races that lacked a strong presence in their respective factions. No, it should be said that they had almost no presence; the resources in their factions rarely tilted in their favor. In most cases, they merely survived, without even the qualification to benefit from the scraps left by others, only picking up crumbs that fell to the ground.
As a result, the survival conditions of most small races were quite poor, existing in a state of half-life.
Ye Zhongming offered them a chance for change.
Facing life and death at all times, watching the day of destruction approach, these small races under immense pressure had a survival belief and the courage to make choices that no other races could compare. Thus, they could be swayed and were willing to take a gamble.
If they lost, it would mean the end of their race, but if they didn't gamble, it would come to that sooner or later.