Snow White's words were obviously biased towards the Endless Race. Although the ground races present were dissatisfied, they had nothing to say.
After all, they had lost the previous challenge. The winner had the right to speak. This was something that could not be refuted.
Not only did they have the right to speak, but they also had the right to declare war.
The Endless Race had already won two consecutive challenges and two victories in the Heavenly Fire War.
Now, in the entire Skyfire Starfield's mining area, seven out of ten miners were from the Endless Race, and only three belonged to the ground races.
If they continued to lose, at the very least, they would continue to be at a disadvantage in the competition for minerals, and the surface races would gradually decline.
With Snow White's declaration of war, the Endless Race immediately displayed their three consecutive victories.
Flags fluttered in the wind, and the Endless Race's morale was high. Their voices and movements were relatively uniform, and even their clothes were the same. It was obvious that they were organized.
On the other hand, because the ground races did not have a unified leader, they were a mixed army compared to the Endless Race. Their morale was obviously much lower.
Many people saw this situation and expressed concern about whether the ground races could stop the Endless Race's three consecutive victories.
Under such an atmosphere, the first warrior of the Endless Race appeared.
The first warrior was ranked tenth in the Endless Race's Hall of Fame.
This was a warrior from the Vampire Clan. He was wearing a luxurious gown with golden edges. His face was handsome and fair, just like a woman's. However, this was a paleness without any color of blood, which made people feel that he was ghostly.
"I, Duke Howell of the Endless Race Vampire, challenge Lawson, ranked 100th in the ground race's Hall of Fame. Please come on stage!"
At this moment, almost the entire Endless Galaxy's camera was focused on Howell's face.
"Hahahaha!!!"
A figure flashed, and the warrior of the ground race appeared.
It was Lawson, ranked 100th in the ground race's Hall of Fame!
Lawson was a human warrior. He was dressed in black and looked unusually tough. After he went on stage, he looked at Howell with his hands behind his back.
"Everyone says that the challengers are very strong, but Howell, you'll never know how strong a real Hall of Fame powerhouse is. Do you think that just because I'm ranked in the top 100, I'm at the bottom of the Hall of Fame?"
Lawson stretched out a finger and shook it. "You're wrong. I, Lawson, actually have the strength to challenge a higher ranking. It's just that I've been keeping a low profile and conserving my strength. This Hall of the Fame Challenge is the time for me to amaze the world."
A smug smile appeared on Lawson's face as he suddenly turned around and opened his arms to embrace the void.
"I forcefully suppressed my strength and stayed in the 100th position so that I could be the first to enter the arena today. Please remember that today is the day that I, Lawson, will rise. It is the day that you will witness a miracle!"
Howell looked at Lawson's performance and smirked coldly. "What a ridiculous food …"
"What did you say?!"
"I said you're food. You should be glad that this is a virtual world, but I'm also going to teach you an unforgettable lesson. Since you've stopped at the 100th place, I'm now announcing to you that you'll never have the chance to advance again. This will be your last moment in the Hall of Fame!"
Before Howell could finish his sentence, he suddenly attacked!
He stretched out his arms and soared into the air like a big bird. He closed the distance of a hundred meters between the two in an instant!
Lawson raised his hand and a Low-grade True Treasure long sword appeared in his hand. He slashed with his sword!
Thousands of sword shadows soared into the air and covered the sky like a giant net that enveloped Howell.
"Idiot! How dare you charge head-on in front of a Hall of the Fame expert. If you don't die, who will?! "
Looking at Lawson's killer move, the races on the ground finally burst into earth-shattering cheers.
In the eyes of the ordinary people, Lawson's move was ridiculously strong. The all-pervasive sword net almost covered the entire space. Howell, who was flying in the air, would definitely be intercepted even if he did not die.
However, Lin Zhen frowned slightly when he saw this scene.
Lawson's strength could only be considered average. At most, he was on par with Laughing At The Heavens or Blood Shadow, or even slightly weaker.
Lin Zhen had seen Lawson's information before. After all, this was his first battle and it was very eye-catching.
Other than advancing to the top 100, Lawson had not fought with other Hall of the Fame experts.
This way, he lacked a lot of references and comparisons. In Lin Zhen's opinion, he was a frog in a well.
He thought he could amaze the world with a single brilliant feat, but he was still far from it.
Now, Lin Zhen only hoped that Howell's strength was weaker and that he could be defeated by Lawson. However, it seemed unlikely.
As expected, the situation suddenly changed in the next moment!
Howell twisted his body in the air and instantly shrank into a palm-sized bat. He flashed in the air at the speed of light and passed through Lawson's sword net in the blink of an eye!
"Bang!"
The bat slammed into Lawson's neck and instantly turned into Howell.
Howell opened his mouth and spat out two fangs. He viciously bit Lawson's neck!
"Go to hell, food!"
Lawson did not expect Howell's speed to be so fast. His neck was bitten in one go.
"Pfft!"
Not only did blood spurt out, but his Astral Power also flowed out of his dantian due to Howell's suction force!
Starlight and blood spurted out of Lawson's neck like a fountain. Lawson howled in pain. He could feel his strength shrinking rapidly.
He turned the longsword in his hand and stabbed at Howell's back!
However, just as the blade was about to reach his body, Howell suddenly disappeared from Lawson's front and appeared behind him. He bit Lawson's neck hard from behind!
Two sharp claws emerged from his claws and tore at Lawson's body violently!
Pieces of flesh were torn off easily. In the blink of an eye, Lawson was covered in blood.
Lawson attacked again, but he was still dodged and attacked. This time, a third huge wound appeared on his neck. The rapid loss of Astral Power and blood made Lawson's strength weak.
"Impossible! Impossible! I'm a Hall of the Fame expert. How can I be defeated by a vampire like you? I don't believe it! I can't accept this! "
Lawson's painful howls didn't last long. As his strength disappeared, Howell found a chance to kill him.
The jet-black claws pierced into Lawson's back and pulled out his beating heart.
"It's no use even if you can't accept this. Ignorant fool, pay for your overconfidence. The victory of the first battle between the two races belongs to us, the Endless Race!"
"Crunch, crunch!"
Lawson's heart was mercilessly devoured by Howell as he chewed.
Starlight burst out from his chest. Lawson finally couldn't take the blow and fell on his back.
"I told you that I would leave you with an unforgettable memory. Die!"
Howell casually attacked the defenseless Lawson, vaporizing his body that had yet to die.
Lawson's body disappeared and turned into a stream of light, returning to the warriors' seats on the ground.
However, he had lost the right to enter the Hall of the Fame. He didn't deserve a seat in the Hall of the Fame.
Howell took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth that was full of blood. He retracted his fangs and turned into a gentle gentleman.
"Tsk tsk! The heart of a Hall of the Fame warrior doesn't taste good? And in the virtual world, the taste is much worse. "
After that, he faced the Endless Race, opened his arms, and smiled. "We won!"
"We won!"
"We won! It's a good start! "
"Lord Howell, congratulations on entering the Hall of the Fame. Your strength is well-deserved!"
The Endless Races cheered like a tsunami. Everyone waved their arms wildly in celebration, celebrating that they belonged to a great race.
In stark contrast to the Endless Races, the Surface Races all had ugly expressions on their faces.
Although the first battle was insignificant, it was still the first battle. Everyone hoped that they could win the first battle smoothly. This often meant that the following battles wouldn't be as smooth.
However, he didn't expect Lawson to be so weak. Apart from the first sword strike that looked impressive but was useless, he didn't perform anything else and was easily killed by Howell.
That's right, it was a one-sided slaughter!
Did this mean that the Surface Race would lose three times in a row?
After three consecutive defeats, the Endless Race could propose a Heavenly Fire Battle. If they lost, the Surface Race would no longer be able to occupy the Heavenly Fire Star Zone.
If they lost the Heavenly Fire Battle, the Surface Race would be in danger!
An ominous premonition shrouded their hearts.
Under such circumstances, the only thing that could dispel their sense of crisis was a victory.
The leader of the Surface Race was Fu Guang City's City Lord, Han Xuan.
Han Xuan's expression was terrible. He looked at the Hall of the Fame warrior seats below. "It's our turn now. I hope our people can fight well and not embarrass the Surface Race!"
Before Han Xuan finished speaking, the Surface Race's Hall of the Fame candidate appeared.
The Endless Race had taken the lead in the previous battle. This time, it was the Surface Race's turn.
The Hall of the Fame candidate ranked tenth, the Dragon Slayer King!
He had once killed ten Super Galaxy Dragons in the starry sky to obtain this title.
The Dragon Slayer King appeared and challenged the Endless Race's Hall of the Fame candidate.
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