The third match of the semi-finals was also the most exciting and cruel battle since the start of the competition. In the end, Saruman Snake advanced to the semi-finals.
Aragorn had died in battle, and Wang Zheng was lying down. Two of Saruman Snake's main players were seriously injured. According to the competition schedule, it was very likely that they would not be able to participate in the semi-finals. Wang Zheng himself had the same problem.
It could only be said that Saruman Snake and the Soulless battle team were too close. This battle was also a lose-lose, but Saruman Snake had won after all.
Lin Huiyin was not happy. Not just Ouyang Ruoliu and the rest, but even she could see that Wang Zheng had no hope at all. The victory of this battle was already a miracle, but what about later? Huiyin could not help but worry.
Of course, the three best friends knew what the little princess was worried about, but they couldn't do anything about it. From the beginning, they knew that no matter who they went against, they couldn't go against Lady Kashawen. It was already unimaginable that Wang Zheng could come this far.
Wang Zheng and the others had received the best treatment. All three of them were seriously injured, and Zhang Shan's was the worst. He was really on his last breath. If not for Montero's timely rescue, Zhang Shan would have died. But with Zhang Shan's situation, this SIG was as good as over.
Wang Zheng had sunk into a deep coma. This was a form of self-protection. He had not fully mastered the Atomic Burst ability, and it was a huge burden on his body. The last attack was also a gamble. The problem now was how he would deal with what came after. This was Wang Zheng's biggest headache.
Wang Zheng's coma was physical, but on a spiritual level, Wang Zheng was in a very bad situation. His spirit was in the Rubik's Cube.
Saruman Snake did not have many people who could fight now. There were at most 11 days until the semi-finals. Physically speaking, his right hand should be able to recover, but he was afraid that it would not be able to withstand a high-intensity confrontation. The lineup was also incomplete. Facing Atlantis would be a real headache.
The biggest problem was that if he was at full strength, he felt that he could fight. In this situation, how could he deal with the Atlanteans' strong spiritual power and runic tactics?
Charcoal grinned and made a face in front of Wang Zheng, but Wang Zheng could not smile.
"Charcoal, I'm troubled," Wang Zheng said. "Why did you bring me in? You might as well have let me faint for a while."
Here, Wang Zheng was suddenly isolated from the pressure of the outside world. "Don't tell me you also think that I can't hold on until the end?"
Wang Zheng laughed. His tiredness and struggle mainly came from his spirit. His body did not feel much. The feeling brought by Bonehead had its pros and cons.
Charcoal nodded seriously. "Based on the current situation, there's no way to win. The spiritual power of the Atlanteans is above B, or even higher. This is not something that the Saruman Snake before us can withstand."
Wang Zheng smiled bitterly. "Do you have to be so honest? If you can fight, then fight. If you can't, then fight. If you can't, then fight. There will always be a time when you can't retreat."
Charcoal nodded. "Actually, I've been observing. The weakness of defeating the Atlanteans is still very obvious. It's not difficult to defeat them."
Wang Zheng opened his mouth. Both Charcoal and Bonehead had the same problem: they both had a big mouth that could scare people to death.
"Are you going to help? That's great!" Wang Zheng thought to himself, "Charcoal, you've finally come to your senses. You're finally useful. Possession works too. Get rid of this bunch of people. Kashawen has Aslan as her backer, he has Charcoal as his backer!"
Charcoal shook his head. "I don't have much power myself. I'm just an imprint."
"F * ck, are you kidding me?!" Wang Zheng said helplessly. He was already troubled enough, and this guy still had this trick up his sleeve. In the Rubik's Cube, Wang Zheng did not need to pretend to be strong. There was always a moment when people could relax. There was no need for any pretense here.
"The Runic Matrix is actually a very simple way to use spiritual power. To put it bluntly, it's a little special. But if you learn it, then your advantage in physical techniques can completely overwhelm the Atlanteans," Charcoal said.
Wang Zheng smiled. "Yeah, can you teach me?" He thought to himself. This was easy. What the f * ck.
Charcoal nodded. "Sure. The accumulated battle energy can open up a space that delays time. About a month. I think it's more than enough time to learn the Runic Matrix."
Wang Zheng immediately bounced up. "Charcoal, you're finally useful!"
Outside, Wang Zheng was still in a coma. But in the Rubik's Cube, Wang Zheng had started a new learning process!
But damn, it was not as simple as Charcoal had said. Especially Charcoal's innocent big eyes, it was as if he was asking why he was so stupid!
Was he really that stupid???
On the faraway Oracle Star, Meng Tian and the rest finally found hope. The Sacred City. There were people coming and going here. The roads were made of stone, and the stone houses on both sides of the road were like a tourist destination for ancient civilizations. It was almost exactly the same as the World of Saints. This made Meng Tian think that everything in front of him was an illusion, or that he was just being controlled.
However, on the road, the solemn atmosphere between people, the guarded distance, and the scorched earth that could be seen everywhere silently described the chaotic nature of this place. All these told him that this was real, and it was far from being as relaxing and pleasant as the World of Saints.
In front of a three-story stone building, Meng Tian was bargaining with a black man. There were team members standing guard behind them. In this place, the premise of a transaction was to intimidate the opponent. It was a naked power that was within the rules.
After so many days of adaptation and investigation, and at the same time paying a heavy price, they finally found the Sacred City. Everything became clear, and Meng Tian became calmer. They had fallen into a huge trap, and the enemy was terrifyingly strong.
According to the known information, this was an area known as the "Oracle". The area was unknown, but 90% of the area was primitive land that humans could not live in. No one tried to cross it, and there was no need.
Some of the scenes in the World of Saints could be found in the Oracle area.
The Sacred City was the relatively safe center of the Death Island. Other than some perverted loners, most people chose to live in the Sacred City. Duels could be carried out in the Sacred City, but they could not kill in a chaotic manner. Otherwise, they would be punished. Obviously, the rules were absolute here, and there was no way to resist.
But if Meng Tian and the rest wanted to be protected here, they had to pay double the time. Every second in the camp would cause the countdown on the wristband to jump by two seconds.
The negotiation of the price had entered the final stage. Meng Tian's calmness gave her the absolute upper hand.
No one noticed that in the shadows, a pair of cold eyes was staring at Meng Tian. Occasionally, there was a flicker of emotion …
"One piece per hour, the lowest price. I really can't go any lower. Captain Meng, even if it's us, we also fought with our lives." The big black man smiled bitterly and shook his head. He did not continue the negotiation, and threw out his bottom line.
"Deal." Meng Tian did not insist. This price was already lower than what she had expected. It was very worth it.
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