Although Xi Wei did not care about the other contestants' survival at first, it was different from being a porter and he had to spend some divine power to resurrect each person.
And this was because the contestants were all in the fragments of the God Kingdom under his jurisdiction, and their souls would not be directly absorbed into the Netherworld. Therefore, there was no need for him to hide from the Great Lord of Darkness. Otherwise, the amount of divine power he had to spend would be several times higher.
Even so, Xi Wei realized that the death rate would be very high when he wrote the rules for the first round. There were very few cases where the contestants would be disqualified if they failed to gather five tokens in three days, or if they found a lifestone and carelessly touched it when they didn't gather the tokens and were teleported out.
Most of the eliminated contestants were either killed by other contestants or killed by monsters or traps.
Even in the most optimistic scenario where half of the contestants survived, there would be at least six hundred dead!
Even if the citizens were too immersed in the fervent atmosphere of the tournament to realize it, public opinion would change once the first round was over.
After all, the preachers of many churches were essentially no different from salesmen. They were all propagandists, and would definitely know how to incite the citizens' emotions and direct public opinion.
That way, the image of righteousness that the mayor of Lancaster had painstakingly built would crumble!
Moreover, six hundred people was not a small number even if they were scattered among various churches, and no one who could participate in the Twin City Cup would be weaklings.
If so many people died at once, the Church of Games' reputation would be tarnished, and they would be labeled as heretics by the other churches, who would use the Twin City Cup as a way for the Church of Games to purge their dissidents.
When that happens, it would be like yellow mud falling into one's pants. It would be shit even if it wasn't shit.
Realizing that there was no need for him to start a feud with the other churches, Xi Wei changed the settings so that the contestants who died in the maze island could be directly resurrected in Lancaster Square.
As for why every one of them was missing something, that was because Xi Wei believed that the gods of other churches would notice that something was unusual if they were to be resurrected in perfect condition. On the other hand, while they would still be wary if they were resurrected with certain flaws, it would be much less serious — Xi Wei had already prepared himself for the other gods to be wary when he decided to use the Twin City Cup to make a name for the Church of Games.
Yes, it definitely wasn't because Xi Wei was so stingy that he wanted to save some divine power while reconstructing their bodies …
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Unlike the Players of the God of Games who could instantly learn from the Player forums that those who died on maze island would be revived outside, the wyvern knights of the Temple of Glory were caught between a rock and a hard place.
They had thought that the Twin City Cup would at most be a competition of martial arts, magic, or divine arts.
The Temple of Glory of the God of War, Kratos' Church, would hold such competitions almost every month.
That was why the wyvern knights were brimming with confidence at first. They didn't even bring their mounts or lances, and simply rushed to the arena with a sword and some simple trinkets.
From what they knew, they would be fine as long as they were careful of the creepy monks of the Brilliant White Church. The people of other churches were basically no match for them, not to mention the Players who were dressed like a ragtag army.
What a joke. What kind of combat power could those idiots wearing all sorts of fish heads have? Could they even instakill us?
And yet, they were caught off guard and teleported to maze island at the start of the tournament, falling into a brief panic.
Be it because Xi Wei couldn't stand their arrogance or simply because they were unlucky, the wyvern knights who didn't have any flying dragons were attacked by roaming lizards the moment they entered the maze island.
After beating off the lizards, they bumped into a large group of pig-headed men. The exhausted wyvern knights defeated a hundred or so pig-headed men, causing them to scatter and flee. By then, they had lost almost half of their men, and there were less than fifteen of them who were still groping their way forward.
Then, they were met with the classic rolling ball trap and guillotine trap. Caught off guard for a moment, the elites of the Temple of Glory were dealt another severe blow, and only eight of them survived.
When it came to combat, the wyvern knights were definitely the cream of the crop, each of them not much weaker than veteran Players. Only first-rate Players could stand against them if they rode on their wyverns.
But when it came to exploring unfamiliar places and survival skills in the wilderness, they were obviously much worse.
While the maze appeared to extend in every direction, they would somehow end up back where they started. That was fine since the maze itself had the ability to confuse people, and having no sense of direction wasn't a fatal flaw for warriors who had awakened their aura.
The problem, however, was that every trap in the maze would reset.
That was why they could only run miserably again and again, dodging the giant boulders that rolled down from above, or following the rhythm of the swaying guillotine trap as if they were playing a musical game.
It was not that they had never attacked these traps before, but the Combat Aura Slash that could easily cut through rocks that were about the size of a stone ball could not cut through the stone ball here. It could only leave shallow scratches on the surface of the stone ball. If they missed the opportunity to escape while trying to cut the stone ball, they would be directly crushed into meat paste. It looked extremely miserable …
It was the same with the guillotines. Although they could attack the base of the guillotine, the broken blade would directly explode and deal massive damage to everyone like a frag grenade. There were quite a few who didn't die to the guillotines before, but were instead riddled with sieves due to their own sabotage … What's worse was that the culprit was turned into a sieve as well, and they couldn't find anyone to vent their anger on even if they wanted to …
So infuriating, but they still had to continue.
And so, after a few rounds, the wyvern knights had lost their usual confidence and composure, and were sneaking around the maze like refugees, reaching out to touch the floor with every step they took to see if they would trigger any traps.
Jom and Terry, a few Players who happened to pass by with their dogs, were speechless when they saw the wretched wyvern knights and learned of their tragic past.
Jom, who had seen them as formidable foes felt as if he had punched cotton. You dare call yourselves believers of the God of War, elites of the Temple of Glory?
Terry, on the other hand, was much simpler. Don't you even look at the minimap …
Oh, there's no minimap. That's fine then.
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