The Ye Family's escort fleet, flagship, Cloud Walker.
The voyage continued. Ye Weiwei locked herself in her room. Twenty-four hours had passed since the major incident at Ruin A19. Ye Weiwei had barely eaten anything and her mood was extremely low.
After all, she was just an ignorant little girl. Ye Weiwei did not know what was wrong with her. It was as if she had lost something important. When she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with Han Lang's figure.
Perhaps it was because Han Lang gave her freedom that no one else could. When she was by Han Lang's side, Ye Weiwei could wear dresses, pick up naughty puppies, and do many things that she had always wanted to do but could not do. This gradually developed into a kind of attachment.
Lying on the bed, Ye Weiwei took out her tablet computer and watched the live broadcast of the news. At this moment, the entire Galaxy's attention was still focused on the tragedy that happened at Ruin A19.
The female host said quickly, "According to our latest news, the Galaxy Alliance has officially announced that twenty-four hours after the opening of Ruin A19, the battle casualty rate has reached 98.1%. That is to say, out of the 100,000 young geniuses who entered the ruin, only 1,900 are still alive.
"Now, let's invite our special guest, Professor Prandelli, an expert in the field of ruin research, to explain to us what this number means. How many of the warriors who are still alive will be able to last until the ruin closes in 29 days? "
The old professor scratched his head and said in a low voice, "Well, to be honest, we should be glad that not all 100,000 young warriors were killed. After all, the battle casualty rate was so high when the ruin was first opened. Now, I have reason to believe that the warriors who are still alive have already left the landing point, which is the Palace of Darkness.
"As everyone knows, once you walk out of the Palace of Darkness, you will face a space world built by the prehistoric civilization with super high technology. This world is extremely vast. Although it is still full of danger, it will not be like when you were in the Palace of Darkness, where you will be besieged from all sides. There is still hope for these 1,900 warriors to last until the ruin closes.
"Besides, the warriors who are still alive are all elites. Most of them are low-level warriors with poor tactical qualities. I'm afraid they have already been eliminated. In short, I remain cautious and pessimistic about the outcome after 29 days. After all, too much time has passed. No one knows what the situation in the ruin is like now."
The red-haired hostess hurriedly asked, "Professor, you just said that we will be temporarily safe after leaving the Dark Hall. Can you tell us about the specific situation inside the relic?"
The old professor nodded. "In short, Ruin A19 is a complete world, not much different from the world we're currently in. I've already said that the landing point is the Dark Temple. Once you walk out of the temple and enter the ruin world, there will be a short period of safety."
"The real threat lies in the fact that the world inside the ruins is not static. As time goes by, more and more hidden entrances and traps will be opened. This was originally an opportunity for the warriors to find many valuable blueprints and treasures."
"But at the same time, more darkness beasts, even existences stronger than the darkness beasts, will appear in the ruins. This is a gradual process."
"It's meaningless to calculate the number of surviving warriors now. Let's wait for three days before the relic closes, when it's the most difficult to survive in the relic."
The red-haired hostess was stunned. "You mean to say that there is a pattern in the relic, and the difficulty of survival will gradually increase. The last three days will be the most dangerous, is that right?"
Professor Prandelli nodded. "It has always been like this. Ruin A19 is different from other ruins. It was originally a trial ground for the prehistoric civilization. When the prehistoric civilization retreated, many darkness beasts and other more powerful fighting creatures were released, so …"
Sigh …
Ye Weiwei suddenly felt her heart twitch. She was not a timid girl, but when she heard about the difficult situation of the warriors in the relic, she felt afraid for some reason. She did not even dare to continue listening.
"Han Lang, you must not die." Ye Weiwei curled up in bed, her eyes gradually becoming moist.
.....
Miracle Galaxy, Prehistoric Ruin A19.
It was indeed a level-seven trial. It had been going on for 18 consecutive hours. Han Lang was surrounded by a large group of Orcs. They would step forward to challenge Han Lang one by one, and Han Lang had to defeat every single one of them. If he lost even one match, he would be cruelly eliminated.
Around him were ruins, collapsed houses, and burning cities. This trial was to simulate the scene of Han Lang, a survivor of the city, being surrounded by countless enemies.
Fortunately, this siege was not a group attack. It was more like a never-ending arena battle. In the 18 hours, Han Lang had killed countless opponents, but the trial was still not over.
Another Orc stepped forward, stepping on the broken debris, revealing his muscles that were harder than steel.
Orcs was the name that Han Lang had given them. These fellows were clearly not humans. Their foreheads were narrower and higher, their noses were raised towards the sky, and a row of fangs grew out of their mouths. They wore beast skins, and their bodies were covered with ornaments made of beast bones. They were generally more than 2.5 meters tall.
In the Milky Way Galaxy, other than humans, there were actually many other races. However, due to the strength of humans, the living conditions of these races were generally very difficult. They would either work in some high-risk industries, like Old Mo of the Leader Race, who was looked down upon by humans, or they would work as assassins like the Witch Race's warriors.
This strange race's warriors were all strength-type, and they relied on brute force to fight. When they fought, they were like wild beasts, so Han Lang called them Orcs.
The Orcs' battle style was simple and brave. They did not say a word, and after they stepped forward, they would immediately attack Han Lang with brute force. When one was killed, another would immediately step forward, and this cycle would repeat.
Roar ~
This fellow was just like all his previous opponents, silent and mute. He only knew how to shout, raise his fists, and charge at Han Lang.
Han Lang groaned inwardly. Among so many superhumans, strength-type superhumans were relatively ordinary, and they were also enemies that Han Lang was not willing to deal with. That was because strength-type superhumans were just stronger than others. Han Lang's Absolute Darkness was unique in that he could deprive others of their dazzling superpowers.
Han Lang could drag people who could fly down from the sky, and he could press people who could swim into the water to suffocate them to death. He could make all lightning, fire, ice, and other types of superhumans completely mute! It could not be said that Han Lang's Absolute Darkness was not powerful enough.
However, what could Han Lang deprive a strength-type opponent of?
Whoosh ~
The Orc Warrior's fists were like large hammers, smashing down on Han Lang's head. His fists whistled through the air with great force!
This was a battle with no end in sight. Han Lang suspected that this siege would continue for seven days and seven nights.
If that was the case, Han Lang would be in trouble. The darkness was boundless, and superpowers were extinct! Han Lang was more powerful the stronger the enemy he encountered, and when these ordinary opponents surrounded him with human wave tactics, it was not easy for him to bring out his specialty.
Han Lang's eyes were fixed on his opponent's fists, and his body leaned to the left in a strange manner.
After a long confrontation, Han Lang had learned to predict the direction of the enemy's attacks, and he had learned to kill his opponent with as little stamina as possible. After all, it was a human wave tactic. Han Lang did not know how long this battle would last, and saving medicine and stamina became his most important task at present.
Han Lang's attacks and counterattacks were more natural and casual. After dodging his opponent's fist, he suddenly accelerated. His body, which was about to fall to the ground, inconceivably propped itself up, and his right fist, imbued with the power of darkness, swung behind him, directly smashing into the Orc's back!
Boom!
The power of darkness, a critical hit!
The power of darkness pierced through his opponent's body from behind, smashing his heart!
Without a doubt, this was an extremely efficient attack. Han Lang did not use any extra moves, and he did not use any extra power from the heart of darkness. He only used one punch, and he only aimed at the most vital part of the enemy, and one punch was enough to take his opponent's life!
Unknowingly, Han Lang's killing technique was improving at an alarming rate.
Han Lang's dark critical hit was very powerful, but in the past, Han Lang had always used his full strength to kill his opponent. With a single punch, his opponent would be smashed into smithereens, exploding like a balloon!
But when he needed to save stamina, Han Lang could not use brute force like this. He had to use the power of darkness cleverly, and use the most efficient, most energy saving, and fastest method to kill.
"Is there no end to this? Again! I will kill all of you one by one! "Han Lang shouted loudly, trying to encourage himself.
After all, this was a continuous 18 hours of non-stop battle. Han Lang could not even count how many people he had killed. In comparison, the pressure of the stress test was nothing. The prehistoric civilization's training method was much crueler than the humans'.
Swoosh!
Just when Han Lang shouted, thinking that the battle was going to continue, the surrounding ruins suddenly disappeared, and the ugly orcs with fangs were nowhere to be seen. The Suspended Tower was filled with darkness.
What replaced it was a screen.
"One thousand kills completed."
"Time elapsed: 18 hours, 4 minutes, and 5 seconds."
"Evaluation: Beginner Killing Machine …"
Han Lang read the words on the screen. So, he had killed so many people unknowingly? One thousand kills took 18 hours and 4 minutes, and on average, he killed one opponent per minute?!
Beginner Killing Machine?
Han Lang felt that this title did not sound good.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, the screen flashed again, and the second sentence appeared. Han Lang was so shocked that his eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets!
"Four hours later, the intermediate killing machine test will begin. Target: 10,000 kills!"
Han Lang finally understood that this Level Seven Suspended Tower was a place to train killing machines!
He had just killed one thousand, and in the blink of an eye, he had to kill another 10,000!
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