Inner World.
Deep within the fog.
Nina floated mid-air, her body emitting round after round of golden ripples that spread out in all directions.
"What’s the situation now?" Wu Xiaode asked with concern.
"We killed quite a few enemies in the first level, and we’re still fighting in the second level— but there are always so who can win it," Nina said.
"Which ans we need a third level," Wu Xiaode said.
"My power isn’t enough to support more world settings. The third level will be the last, so you must think it through," Nina said.
"What will happen if they break through the third level?" asked Wu Xiaode.
"They’ll co to and kill ," Nina replied.
Wu Xiaode’s eyes narrowed.
He saw Nina close her eyes and say softly, "Fortunately, with her talent supporting , I have been able to rest within her body without being exhausted to death. As for how to deal with the enemy, that’s up to you."
— Nina’s ability is that of a Divine’s Vessel, which can resurrect all great powers that have withered and died.
At this mont.
The Law Divine Beast rged with Nina, aning if the Law Divine Beast were killed, it would be equivalent to Nina dying here as well.
"Only the last level remains..." Wu Xiaode mused.
Suddenly, both he and Nina sensed sothing and looked up.
They saw streaks of teors appearing in the sky.
The teors, dense like rain, pierced through the Outer World, descending one after another into the Inner World.
As ti passed, even more teors continuously appeared.
Their light illuminated Nina’s face.
Wu Xiaode could clearly see the sadness and despair flickering in her eyes.
"All enemies?" asked Wu Xiaode.
"The other side is continuously summoning reinforcents, aiming to break through the world I’ve set up and then kill ," Nina explained.
The Chi Xiao Sword Spirit whispered transmission to the side, "Little Wu, you must co up with a formidable world setting, and if you can save this Law Divine Beast, your world will truly have hope."
"I’m thinking," Wu Xiaode transmitted back.
"May I ask," he said to Nina, "if I directly set a world full of seas of fire to kill all the enemies, would that work?"
"Absolutely not; I would die before anyone else," Nina stated bluntly.
"Why?" Wu Xiaode was sowhat puzzled.
"The Law is most particular about rules," Nina earnestly explained, "My ability is ’to build worlds,’ not ’to kill soone instantly.’ If it’s directly about ’destruction and killing everything,’ then it’s not our Law Divine Beast’s power but rather Doomsday."
"Anything else you want to advise on?" Wu Xiaode asked.
"My power can only establish one last world setting. You must find those world settings that people recognize and accept; that way, it will be easier for , and at least I will not die from exhaustion," said Nina.
Wu Xiaode listened carefully, closed his eyes, and whispered, "Let think... I will give it my all this ti."
Nina said no more.
The Chi Xiao Sword Spirit also remained silent.
Within the fog, all beca silent, and for a long ti, no sound erged.
...
Garcia sat on the ground, panting heavily.
Even as a Legendary Level archer, he nearly died in the intensity of the recent battle.
Luckily, the six people on his side were sowhat stronger, and their professional skills better than their opponents.
His own Blast Arrow had pierced the last tower on the opponent’s side.
The six opponents had already died in battle.
Three of his own side were still alive.
It was a hard-earned victory.
And moreover—
Two of the people on the opposite side were familiar to him.
How cruel.
Garcia sighed and closed his eyes in pain.
But to fulfill the Divine Master’s will, it was all worth it.
He had already survived levels 1-1 and 1-2, and he should not be far from that person behind the scenes.
The Divine Master’s will told him that the Divine Beast behind the scenes didn’t have much strength left.
At most—
It could construct one more world!
As long as he could withstand this level, he would win completely.
He must kill it to avenge everyone!
Garcia gripped the longbow in his hands, his eyes gleaming with deep-seated hatred.
Suddenly.
A treasure chest erged from the ground.
Garcia and the remaining two people opened the chest together, only to find an invitation inside that read:
"Level 1-3."
"We sincerely invite you to form a combat team to participate in the First Interrealm Combat Tournant."
"You must complete various tasks within one day to enhance your strength, reaching at least Level 35, before you can join this tournant."
"Those who fail will be erased!"
"Begin!"
The scenery around them changed.
Garcia found himself standing in a village.
Surrounding him were professionals.
Everyone’s weapons had disappeared, and their strength had plumted dramatically, much like the first level, nearly becoming ordinary people.
They looked at each other in confusion.
Suddenly.
A voice ca from the head of the village:
"Who will help deliver these goods to the bookstore at the end of the village?"
Before Garcia could grasp what was happening, he saw one of his companions raise their hand and shout,
"I will!"
Under the gaze of everyone, that companion rushed to the rchant at the head of the village and took a box of goods from the rchant’s hands.
"Go on, I won’t shortchange you; once it’s done, you can pick a basic Professional Skill Book," said the rchant.
"Thank you!"
The companion was overjoyed and hurried off with the goods toward the end of the village.
As soon as he left, the rchant continued to call out, "Who will help deliver these goods to the bookstore at the end of the village?"
This ti, everyone else caught on.
"I will."
"I’ll do it."
" too!"
"Don’t rush, line up!"
...
People queued up in front of the rchant.
Garcia hurriedly joined the line.
At that mont, his companion had just finished delivering the goods and ca back to the head of the village.
Seeing him, a guard stationed at the village outskirts began to shout loudly:
"The beasts outside have been rampaging for a long ti, who will help kill 6 of them, and I’ll give him a good weapon!"
"I’ll do it!" the companion imdiately said.
"Good, please be careful," the guard said.
The companion looked at everyone smugly and with a casual wave of his hand—
a small thunderball was released, striking a deer tens of ters away.
The deer cried out and fell to the ground, dead.
"Is that your skill?" Garcia couldn’t help but ask.
"Yes, I’m already a Level 2 Thunder Mage now, everyone, please keep up the effort," the companion said as he ran toward the deer lying on the ground.
Garcia watched his back and then glanced at the line in front of him.
Indeed—
It wasn’t just him; others had started to get restless.
People were already cutting in line, grabbing goods from the rchant and rushing toward the end of the village.
Completing tasks was the only way to level up and upgrade skills!
There was only one day to reach Level 35 to qualify for the combat tournant.
If one failed, they would be erased!
In such a life-or-death mont, who would be polite to you?
More importantly—
The winner of the combat tournant would inevitably be the one to face the divine beast of Law.
He would bear the responsibility of completing the Divine Master’s task!
All the rewards of the Divine Master were prepared for this final victor!
A sense of urgency rose in Garcia’s heart.
He looked ahead, wanting to cut in line, but unfortunately, as an archer, he wasn’t bulky enough and could only watch helplessly as those more physically endowed professionals squeezed their way to the front of the rchant.
Finally, it was his turn.
Garcia, carrying the goods, jogged to the end of the village and handed them over to the owner of the bookstore there.
"Hmm, well done, here are so basic professional skill books, you can choose one," the bookstore owner said.
Garcia looked at the skill books.
— Basic Bow Skill!
"I’ll take this one," he said.
"Mmm, you have a natural talent for this, becoming an archer will make things much easier for you," the bookstore owner handed him the book.
Pop!
The book emitted a glow in his hands.
So enlightennt erged in Garcia’s mind—
Now he could use basic archery techniques.
But there was a problem.
He sneakily observed the other professionals around him.
He saw those who had chosen boxing already running out of the village.
He, who had chosen archery, along with so that had selected "Gunfighting Skill," "Swordsman," "Swordsman" basic skills, stood there dumbfounded.
Damn it...
I was careless!
With only the physique of an ordinary person, and having learned archery, how could I fight without a bow and arrow?
Garcia regretted slapping his forehead.
Why hadn’t he thought of such a simple problem?
And this was just one challenge.
I should have chosen Martial Artist!
Why did I have to pick my original profession? There’s no need to be so into character!
What now?
An archer without a longbow or arrows... how am I supposed to complete tasks?
Can I only wait to be eliminated?
Garcia felt sowhat desperate.
Suddenly.
He spotted a stall not far away, surrounded by many professionals, creating a lively scene.
What’s going on?
Garcia walked over, confused.
As soon as he got to the stall, a peddler approached him and whispered:
"Friend, do you want to firmly gain an advantage from the start?"
"But I... don’t even have a weapon," Garcia said.
"No problem, there’s a hidden task here. Once you complete it, you’ll have a weapon, and you’ll level up much faster."
A hidden task!
"What task?" Garcia quickly asked.
The peddler didn’t speak but just pointed to the sign hanging above the stall.
Garcia looked and saw a line of big characters:
"First Top-Up Gift Pack incoming."
"Imdiate gift of a high-level professional weapon and armor with the first recharge, and double the task rewards."
"Earn the distinguished exclusive VIP badge."
"Cool fashion set to take for free."
"20% boost to combat experience."
"Co on, friend!"
"(Accepting Soul Power, Will Power, rit, and items of value, the more you top up, the more you get!)"
Garcia’s heart shook, and he said in a hoarse voice:
"Good, alright! I’ll top up right now!"
—In this brutal competition, where he had already fallen far behind others, he finally saw a glimr of hope.
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