Reborn with Infinite System Points, I Gathered All SSS Classes! Chapter 241 -241-One Man Holds the Pass

Zone 5.

Seeing John suppress three Level 400 foreign race powerhouses one after another, and feeling how crude, simple, yet unbelievably satisfying his thods were, hundreds of billions of humans were instantly stirred with excitent.

Those who oppressed humanity should end up like this!

Those who humiliated humanity must be humiliated by humanity!

Those who suppressed humanity must be suppressed by humanity!

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!

"Teacher, is that the human hero from our textbooks, Sage John?"

A child who looked like a student gazed at John’s domineering figure in the projection with worship in his eyes.

"Yes. He is our hero, Sage John."

The human powerhouse dressed like a teacher gently wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes and smiled.

"You must take him as your example and strive for the rise of humanity."

"I understand, Teacher. I will definitely take Sage John as my example and beco a hero of our race."

"Sage John... our human race has finally produced a Level 400 combatant as well."

So excited humans broke down in tears.

"Let this be known to the sages of our race! In this era, humanity’s martial path flourishes. The human race will surely rise!"

The human players stared at John’s heroic bearing in shock.

The various thods he used to suppress the foreign race powerhouses flashed rapidly through their minds.

His overwhelming speed against those of the sa level, his brutal and forceful thods, and his unmatched strength were all deeply branded into the minds of the players.

What did it an to be invincible?

This was invincibility!

"A man should live like Guild Leader John."

"Exhilarating! Truly exhilarating! As expected of my idol. I will support him forever!"

"From today onward, whoever dares say a single bad word about the guild leader, I’ll chop him apart myself!"

"What a glorious mont! Congratulations to the guild leader! Congratulations to humanity! Congratulations to the future!"

Previously, the players had felt suffocated and bitter after seeing the tragic actions of the Level 300 human powerhouses.

But with John’s appearance and his domineering suppression of the enemy, every human player felt incomparably refreshed.

If the foreign races dared to be arrogant, they had to be suppressed!

Whoever acted arrogant would be suppressed!

Let’s see who still dared to look down on humanity now.

In the Beyondworld Trial Space.

John had swiftly suppressed the Level 400 foreign race powerhouses.

At that mont, the ancient and vast voice rang out once again within the trial space.

"Warning! Warning! All powerhouses within the Super-God Trial Space are about to descend!

"This stage is the final stage.

"The faction that slaughters all others and survives until the end shall be the victor!

"The grand slaughter begins!"

As the ancient voice finished speaking, the entire trial space began to tremble violently.

The originally limited trial space expanded hundreds of tis over out of thin air.

The space beca sturdier and far wider than before.

At the sa ti, countless rainbow-colored portals appeared in the sky.

From those portals, Level 400 powerhouses would descend.

When the human powerhouses heard the ancient voice, their expressions turned solemn.

This stage was the final stage.

But at the sa ti, it was also the most difficult stage.

Because countless Level 400 powerhouses were about to descend.

As for Level 400 combat power on the human side, at the mont, there was only...

John.

The Level 300 human powerhouses all turned their gazes toward John.

When they saw the calm and composed expression on John’s face, they sohow felt at ease.

John sensed the attention of the Level 300 human powerhouses. With his hands clasped behind his back, he raised his eyes and looked at the countless portals in the sky. Then he rely smiled softly.

"I will definitely bring all of you ho alive."

His voice was very light, yet it was filled with unquestionable resolve.

That resolve gave everyone the feeling that even if the universe itself shattered, John would still be able to do it.

In the sky of the Beyondworld Trial Space, portals continued to appear one after another.

Each rainbow-colored portal represented a Level 400 powerhouse of the myriad races.

At this mont, the powerhouses of the myriad races were about to descend.

Shenhe, who carried a sword case on his back, had waist-length white hair and a cold expression. He narrowed his eyes as he watched the scene.

His figure was actually gradually turning transparent and illusory.

"All the powerhouses here...

"must die!"

Shenhe smiled faintly, and his figure disappeared completely.

At that mont, Level 400 powerhouses continuously descended from the sky as streaks of light, like a rain of radiance.

After those rays of light appeared, they imdiately transford into one Level 400 powerhouse after another.

They were the most eye-catching geniuses among the myriad races. Every one of them possessed unique techniques, and their strength surpassed ordinary powerhouses of the sa level.

With their appearance, the major figures from various races across the myriad worlds also began to pay attention to the scene here.

"The trial space has undergone a mutation. The Super-God Trial has descended into the space beyond the world?"

A mighty figure of the Rock Race stared at the scene before him.

"The chosen genius of my race, Tucker, who ranks first on the Super-God Ranking, is about to complete a thousand kills..."

A Warshaper elder said with a proud smile in his eyes.

"For hundreds of years, no powerhouse has completed the Thousand-Kill Achievent within the Super-God Trial.

"This ti, my Warshaper Race will surely shock all races and make them envious!"

"The genius of my Swarmborn, Biling, has hidden its true strength. It possesses Level 400 Grade 8 combat power and will definitely amaze the myriad races here, becoming the strongest prodigy of this era!"

The mighty figures of each race were full of confidence in their own geniuses.

At this mont, the descended Level 400 powerhouses of the myriad races began to move one after another.

The survivalist experts imdiately sank into the ground the mont they appeared.

The more careless powerhouses hovered in midair after appearing, observing their surroundings.

The violent ones imdiately unleashed skills and began slaughtering the powerhouses around them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

For a ti, the sounds of battle rose and fell throughout this space.

As for the myriad race powerhouses near John’s area, they all turned their gazes toward John’s position at almost the sa ti.

A group of Level 300 human powerhouses was simply too conspicuous in the senses of Level 400 powerhouses.

They were even extrely tempting.

Every powerhouse who appeared here, without exception, was worth points if killed.

They could even slaughter mbers of their own race, let alone a group of re Level 300 humans.

This place was called a trial.

But in truth, it was a battlefield of slaughter.

The strong lived.

The weak died.

The only one these powerhouses needed to be wary of was that single Level 400 human powerhouse.

In an instant, countless gazes from all directions fell upon the human powerhouses.

Those countless eyes were filled with a thirst to destroy life.

Hundreds of billions of humans watched this scene from a godlike perspective.

They could see everything even more clearly.

In front, behind, above, below, and on every side of the place where the Level 300 human powerhouses stood, foreign race powerhouses had suddenly appeared, each radiating an overwhelmingly powerful aura.

Their gazes were all hostile, and so were already preparing to attack the Level 300 human powerhouses.

At this mont, every one of the hundreds of billions of humans felt their hearts tighten for their fellow humans inside the trial space.

Although the Level 300 human powerhouses did not have a godlike perspective, they also knew that because of their own strength, they had probably already beco soft targets in the eyes of those powerhouses.

At this mont, they were like ordinary people surrounded by a pack of beasts, feeling the savagery of predators and an instinctive longing for safety.

The human powerhouses all looked toward John.

What appeared in their eyes was trust in him.

At this mont, only one second had passed since the powerhouses had descended.

A loud and resonant voice suddenly rang out.

"At this mont, all non-human powerhouses within one hundred ters in front of shall appear."

John spoke indifferently.

As his words fell, every foreign race powerhouse within John’s casting range seed to be forcibly seized by an irresistible force.