As soon as Fusu finished speaking, he heard Xuanzhan speak, "No matter what you think, what questions do you have, now... just give me peace of mind!"

The word "Silence" comes out, as if it has touched some rules, and the entire ark is filled with golden light.

All creatures in the ark, no matter what level, were silent, and even their mouths could not be opened.

At this moment, many creatures had more fear of the gods and demons in their eyes.

What a great power this...is it?

I also have a clear understanding of the current situation I am in.

Then Xuanzhan continued: "Next, I will announce the detailed rules of the third ring of the Ark Plan."

"I will hear it all, because...it's directly related to your life and death!"

The starry sky is as quiet as death, only the rolling divine sounds echo.

Xuanzhan stood with his hands behind his back and silently recited:

"In the Ark Space-Time Basket, there are 5,014 existing races. In the third ring, all races will engage in a rule-free and undifferentiated melee of thousands of races!"

"And every time a race is completely destroyed and its era is destroyed, a blood magma will be generated!"

"Every thousand blood omelettes can be synthesized into a Pojun flying star."

"And those who hold this Pojun Flying Star will be qualified to lead their own race, vassal, leave the Ark Time and Space Bubble, enter the real starry sky world, and be fully trained by the gods and demons, and accumulate resources!"

"As for the leaders of the era who win the race, they will also be regarded as the savior sequence, and will be praised by the gods and demons to the extreme of the starry sky. They can even mobilize the power of the gods and demons to resolve the crisis of the order and open up the future."

"Did you understand all...you understand?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire ark was almost infuriated.

But Xuanzhan forced him to keep silent and could not even scold him. Even Ren Pi, Lu Qianfan, Sheng Nian and others' expressions completely turned cold.

And... Is it really cruel enough to trample on horseback?

In other words, at least thousands of races must be destroyed to have the chance to get the Pojun Flying Star and get out of the cage?

With full goals and plans, in an ideal state, at most, there can only be five winning races.

All other races die and become stepping stones for the winner to escape from the cage?

This is still ideal. If the last race has 500 in hand and 450 in one race, both sides are evenly matched and it is difficult to decide the winner, wouldn’t both sides not be able to get out?

It can be imagined that if the war begins, what will it be like.

Xuanzhan smiled and said, "Maybe...you feel hopeless to survive. Since most of the 5,014 races will eventually be exterminated, then...what can you do anything?"

"It's better to unite together. If you don't want to do it, just leave his rules and kill each other!"

"But the premise of all this is that you can defeat it!"

"In fact, if I want to, I can destroy all races in the space-time bubble in an instant, just one hand."

"Looking at the gap, there is only one way to survive, that is, get Pojun Feixing!"

At this moment, the anger that the people of all ethnic groups in the Ark was directly extinguished by Xuanzhan's words.

Counter? How to counter?

Even if the power of the union tribe is not as good as the gods and demons, one of the toe beans, how can we resist them?

If there is really hope of winning, you will not be locked in the bubble of time and space.

After all, weakness is the original sin.

Even if the rules are unreasonable and cannot resist, you can only follow the rules, fight for everything, and fight for that slim vitality.

The leaders of all ethnic groups were silent, their eyes flashed, and each leader of the era had his own considerations at this moment.

I heard Fusu continue: "This battle of victory is not limited to rules or alliances. In order to win, you can use any means you can think of."

"And it's not only the race that gets Pojun Flying Stars to survive, but its subordinates can also survive..."

"The maximum number of affiliated items is not more than thirty. It should be noted that if you choose to become an affiliated person, you will not produce bleeding magata, and there are restrictions on the number of races. Please refer to the details."

Ren Pi narrowed his eyes, didn’t he completely block the life paths of all races?

However, in this way, the number of ascension will be reduced by one, and the strong clan will definitely protect the weak clan, and the five flying stars will become four...

As for the remaining blood magma in the thousand, is it to make up for zero?

It seems... the gods and demons encourage an alliance?

However, in this way, the scale of the war will inevitably escalate again, and it is conceivable that at that time, there will probably be tribes rushing to do the quota of those affiliated races?

Although becoming a subordinate will lose autonomy and even become slaves and livestock, it can also ensure that the racial fire continues.

In the best case, can 124 pieces survive? Haha~

Survival of the fittest, the weak become the foil for the strong, and even a stepping stone.

This is really the naked law of the starry sky.

Not only Ren Pi can understand these tricks, but other leaders of the times can also instantly interpret the hidden meanings.

After all, which qualified leader of the era was not killed all the way?

Xuanzhan continued, "No matter you or the gods and demons, there is not much time left."

"I won't give you time to spend time with me here and play house with each other!"

"The entire victory battle is limited to three years!"

"If there is no Pojun flying star in the three years, the entire Ark time and space bubble will be destroyed. No race in the entire star cage can survive!"

"And... over time, the Ark space-time bubble will continue to shrink to narrow the distance between the parent stars of each race until it shrinks to annihilation."

As soon as these words were spoken, leaders of major races began to curse in their hearts.

This horse-treading is the bastard rule that the heartless bastard came up with?

The big melee is already cruel enough, there are not many ways to live, but you are still narrowing your circle and setting the time limit?

In just three years, you can imagine what the time and space bubble will look like once the war begins.

And the later the battle situation will become more intense, because the safe distance between all races is narrowed closer.

If you fight, you may die, but... if you don’t fight, you will die!

I saw Xuanzang knocking out a finger, and a bloody hourglass of time appeared in the center of the Ark Time and Space Blister.

When the blood sand above flows out, the three-year period has arrived.

Fusu continued: "After the war begins, the number of blood magpie held by all races and the number of genocides! will be displayed on the barriers of time and space bubbles and will be updated in real time for various races to view!"

Let Pi squint her eyes, is it true?

In this way, all races can better judge the strength of race, whoever they all form, and attack whom they attack, and thus formulate combat strategies.

At this moment, Xuanzhan looked at Ren Pi with a smile, and Ren Pi also had a bad premonition in his heart.

I heard Xuanzhan say, "It is worth mentioning a special sentence..."

"Anyone who destroys the Blue Star and buries its era can directly obtain three Pojun flying stars!"
Chapter completed!