Two days later, the entrance to the Frost Territory welcomed a large group of participants early in the morning.
Since it was only opened to the public once every 120 years, even though the quota for the trial was 8,000 people, the number of applicants always exceeded the quota by a large margin each time.
Of the 8,000 quotas, after deducting the Combat God Temple's own members and the members of other grade-6 and grade-7 organizations, the remaining quota was usually only about 5,000.
Of the remaining 5,000 quotas, more than 80% were taken by grade-4 and grade-5 organizations, leaving very few slots for grade-3 and below organizations and independent cultivators.
As members of a top grade-6 organization, Death's Scythe, Lin Huang and the two Sword Servants had the privilege of entering the Frost Territory directly. Naturally, they did not have to queue up to apply.
After arriving at the Frost Territory a little past eight in the morning, the entrance area was already full of people.
Lin Huang even saw quite a few familiar faces.
Forbidden Lamella from Divine Clapnet, Frontier from Xeno, Departed Feather from Precious Treasure Pavilion, and Fallen Star from Death's Scythe …
On Death's Scythe's side, Destiny and Twin were not there.
However, a black-robed person standing next to Fallen Star caught his attention. The person was tall and slender, and he could not tell whether the person was a man or a woman. Lin Huang could vaguely see a masked face under the brim of the hat.
When he looked at the black-robed person, the latter happened to look at him as well. The blood-red lips on the mask curled up slightly.
"He's smiling?!"
Lin Huang could clearly sense that the other party's gaze was on him. What was even stranger was that the other party was wearing a mask that concealed all facial features, but he could see that the other party was smiling.
"Is this guy Virtuoso?" Combining some of the rumors he had heard in Death's Scythe, Lin Huang made a rough guess.
Virtuoso was the top person on the White Sickle Leaderboard of Death's Scythe. They had participated in more than seven hundred assassinations, but they had never failed once. Their personal information was well protected by Death's Scythe; almost no information was disclosed to the outside world.
Lin Huang even suspected that in the eyes of Death's Scythe's seven Blood Sickle members, Virtuoso was even more valuable than Zang Tian.
There were also rumors within Death's Scythe that Virtuoso might be a legendary grade-5 genius.
Before entering the Great Heaven Territory, Lin Huang would have been envious of anyone who might be a legendary 5-star monster. But now, he really didn't feel anything.
Currently, under his command, Sword1 to Sword12 were all 5-star geniuses. There were a total of twelve of them.
Ignoring Virtuoso's stare, Lin Huang led the two Sword Servants toward Death's Scythe's camp.
His current identity was Huang Lin. He looked completely different under Thousand Face's disguise. Coupled with the large number of Black Sickle members in Death's Scythe, he was not at all worried that someone familiar would recognize him.
The Gold Sickle leader only glanced at the tokens in the trio's hands before letting them pass. The three of them consciously stood at the end of the camp, patiently waiting for the ruins to open.
Many grade-6 and grade-7 organizations had come this time. Death's Scythe alone had more than a hundred people.
Among the grade-7 organizations, the Combat God Temple had sent the fewest people — less than two hundred. The rest of the grade-7 organizations had sent at most three hundred people. It was not that the Combat God Temple had set a limit on the number of people they could send, but they themselves had set a limit of three hundred people to avoid embarrassing themselves.
In any case, they had many ruins and secret zones that they monopolized, so it was not a must to enter the Frost Territory. If they did not leave any scraps for organizations below grade-6, it would inevitably lead to public opinion.
Most of the members of the grade-6 and grade-7 organizations were very calm.
Organizations below grade-5, on the other hand, were much livelier. After all, they rarely participated in such occasions.
"The chick who walked up to Death's Scythe's team just now has really long legs. Her head must be two meters, right?!"
"What's the use of long legs? Are they as pretty as Miss Fallen Star? Are they as powerful as Miss Fallen Star? Our Miss Fallen Star is a super monster who ranks fourth on the Virtual God Leaderboard! She's an amazing lady with both looks and strength! "
"In terms of looks, I still think that angel-type lady from the Precious Treasure Pavilion is prettier. Look at the pair of little wings on her back. They look so cute. I wonder how they feel when I touch them … "
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At around eight-thirty in the morning, there were more than ten thousand participants at the entrance of the Frost Territory.
There were only a total of eight thousand spots. However, every time the ruins opened, the number of people from the grade-6 and grade-7 organizations was uncertain. Therefore, the Combat God Temple would reserve a thousand spots each time. The remaining seven thousand spots were reserved for grade-1 to grade-5 organizations.
If the total number of people from grade-6 and grade-7 organizations was less than one thousand or exactly one thousand people, then the seven thousand people who successfully registered could enter the ruins. However, this situation had never happened before. Generally speaking, grade-6 and grade-7 organizations usually had around three thousand participants. Therefore, out of the seven thousand applicants, only around five thousand people were qualified to participate in the trial.
When it was almost nine o 'clock, the person in charge of the Combat God Temple finally arrived.
He was a majestic man in golden armor with a majestic aura.
Many of the people present recognized him immediately.
Lin Huang was no stranger to this person. When he had been collecting information on the God Territory, he had also done a simple search on several top organizations.
The person in charge of the Combat God Temple was named Gao Xiong, and he was a pure-blood Protoss. His combat strength was at peak ninth-rank heavenly god-level. His ability ranked fourth among the Heavenly Gods in the God Territory, which was about the same level as Zang Tian.
It could be said that this fellow was one of the strongest people below the Lords in the entire great world.
"Based on his abilities, what's his ranking among the Sword Servants?" Lin Huang asked the two Sword Servants beside him curiously.
He used the information transmission between the swordmaster and the Sword Servant contract for this question, so there was no possibility of anyone eavesdropping at all.
"He's much stronger than the two of us, but not as good as the masters above Sword13," Sword302 spoke first.
Next to her, Dao 301 added, "Judging from his aura alone, his aura strength is about the same as Sword25's. His ability is estimated to be between Sword20 and Sword30."
Lin Huang nodded silently after hearing this. Gao Xiong's ability was definitely ranked below Sword12; there was no doubt about this. After all, Sword12 was a grade-5 genius, comparable to the Bug Tribe's Bug Queen.
Lin Huang's real intention in asking the two Sword Servants this question was not to find out Gao Xiong's true ability, but to find out how strong the Sword Servants under his command were at their peak. Gao Xiong was just a reference.
Now, he could basically confirm that as long as he fully controlled the Great Heaven Territory, the Sword Servants under his command would all be restored to their peak state. It would be enough to establish a top grade-6 organization.
Gao Xiong of the Combat God Temple was obviously an impatient person. As soon as he arrived, he said a few words and immediately opened the entrance to the ruins.
The first wave of members from the five grade-7 organizations — God Capital, Divine Clapnet, Xeno, Precious Treasure Pavilion, and the Combat God Temple — entered, occupying about a thousand places.
Then, it was the turn of the grade-6 organizations such as Death's Scythe. A total of twelve grade-6 organizations entered in the second wave, occupying more than two thousand places.
The remaining grade-5, grade-4, and grade-3 organizations entered one after another, dividing the remaining less than five thousand places.
After Gao Xiong closed the entrance to the ruins, he closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged, not even sparing a glance at the remaining two thousand people.
After a group of staff members from the Combat God Temple comforted the young people who were unable to enter the Trial, the leaders of the various organizations quickly dispersed with their own members …
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