Chapter 261 Be patient, the time is not yet right

The terrifying Gravity Field,

caused a massive uproar.

Chen Yu stood in the back row of the Haicheng team, watching the people around him bend over one by one.

He felt a bit awkward for a moment, coughed, and then followed suit by bending over.

Double the gravity pressed down on him,

like carrying several hundred pounds of weight on his back.

He had to admit, this wide-range team Talent was quite ridiculous!

It could be used as a combat method—unpredictable, sudden, and impossible to guard against!

Or it could be used for mass debuffing, just like now...

An ordinary Awakened couldn't withstand it at all!

But for Chen Yu,

he could still move as if he were flying.

What he found regrettable was that,

despite having such a powerful constitution, he could only use cheap weapons.

But the problem was:

Except for Awakened like Han Cheng who used weapons as a medium, most people's weapons were trash.

Such trash weapons had long since been unable to keep up with Chen Yu's strength.

Yang Kexin's level

probably needed to be upgraded.

Otherwise, if he released his Talent, the steel material might not be able to hold up.

Lu Bu riding a dog just wouldn't do...

"You're looking for death! What bullshit Federation!"

Han Cheng rose in a rage and charged straight out of the rubble!

"Captain Han! Don't lose your temper!"

Ding Shouchang's face turned pale instantly!

He lay flat on the ground, reaching forward with his fingers, trying to grab the hem of Han Cheng's pants!

But he only caught empty air.

"Charging like this in your current state... what if you force the vengeful spirit out!"

He Yu's expression tightened. "Whatever you do, don't force the vengeful spirit out! Last time the Captain was possessed, he killed all his teammates! We'll die too!"

Chen Muqing knelt on the ground. "What vengeful spirit? Does he have a second Talent?!"

Ding Shouchang quickly explained, "How could he have a second Talent! It's that blade! Usually, it channels resentment to slaughter enemies, but if it's channeled too much, Captain Han will go berserk!"

*Clang!!!*

It all happened in a flash!

Han Cheng's blade

had already struck forward!

It was blocked by a layer of ice crystals!

In the next moment,

ice spikes whistled in from the left, wind blades sliced in from the right, and a compressed air cannon blasted from the front!

These were abilities from the Federation!

Han Cheng laughed heartily, his voice raspy. "Four or five of you ganging up on me alone? You think I'm afraid of you?!"

*Buzz—*

The ghost head blade suddenly vibrated, and the purple energy on the blade surged!

The resentment seemed to break free from some sort of restraint, erupting from the blade!

It formed a churning purple cyclone around Han Cheng!

Courbet smiled. "Four or five people? You're quite the dreamer. To deal with the undisputed number one, we naturally need a grand display."

*Zzzt—*

The familiar sound of an electric current crackled.

Everyone looked to the side; a tall silhouette emerged from behind the reef.

The man had a full beard and carried an octagonal war hammer on his shoulder.

Morgan!!!

Behind him, ten figures filed out from behind the reef cover!

A full squad of ten, with a dense glimmer of needles.

Courbet chuckled. "Morgan, the Mjölnir of the Empire on Which the Sun Never Sets. You've already experienced his power."

Morgan slammed his war hammer onto the ground.

"We didn't settle things on the sea last time. Now, I can avenge Ghost."

Han Cheng said nothing.

Courbet raised his right hand, pointing to the other side of the reef beach.

Another team slowly walked out from the direction of the stone house ruins.

Another ten people, all of them carrying tide needles.

Their leader was tall and thin, wearing a lead-gray jacket with his hands in his pockets.

With every step he took, a thin layer of frost rapidly condensed on the ground around his boots.

Courbet introduced, "The captain of the Nordic Gothenburg team, Quest..."

He looked up and sneered, "Three SSS-rank combat types, two SSS-rank support types. You scored 29,000 points in the first round; are you satisfied with this reception?"

Courbet spread his fingers, and the Gravity Field intensified once more.

"So today, none of you should even think about leaving."

Quest didn't waste any more words and slammed his hands together; ice walls rose from all directions!

Morgan swung his war hammer at the same moment,

charging toward Han Cheng—

Facing this overwhelming offensive,

"Dammit!"

Ding Shouchang shouted, touching the ground with both hands to activate Earth Collection. Just as an earthen wall rose from the ground, he lay behind it and fled backward.

But sand spikes immediately popped out from the cracks in the reef beneath him. He dodged half a step to the left, only to crash right into a swarm of mutant electric eels!

This swarm of eels was clearly being controlled by some kind of Talent!

It was likely a Talent similar to Sun Zhiyuan's!

Ding Shouchang's whole body went into spasms as he froze in place, his mind going momentarily blank under the electric shock!

He regained consciousness a second later,

the current had stopped,

but his reactions were a beat too slow, and he was pierced from behind by an ice spike from the Nordic team!

It pinned him alive to the earthen wall he had just raised!

*Puchi!*

"Old Ding!"

Han Cheng roared, his eyes bloodshot; he was clearly enraged!

The purple resentment flowed out uncontrollably!

But before he could take a step...

*Puchi! Puchi!*

Two more sounds of flesh being pierced!

Before he could even turn his head, He Yu and He Xun were simultaneously impaled by ice spikes!

*Puchi!*

Another second passed!

The girl with the skill-type Talent, Yang Chen, was also impaled!

All of this happened within just a few seconds!

On the other side,

in front of Song Xingmian!

Red light erupted from Zhang Lieyang's palms as he smashed ice spikes one after another. Anyone who wanted to get near Song Xingmian would have to step through his zone of explosions first!

His only mission in participating in the Global Slaughterhouse was to protect Song Xingmian!

"Dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit!"

Han Cheng's rationality was completely ignited at this moment!

Purple energy swirled around him; the resentment was no longer just wrapped around the blade but was spreading up his arm to his shoulder, neck, and half of his face!

*Bang!*

The reef beneath his feet was crushed to powder!

Han Cheng dashed out instantly!

He turned into a purple afterimage, forcibly crashing through the gap between the ice walls and electric arcs, his ghost head blade trailing behind him, its tip carving a trail of blinding sparks!

But Morgan and Quest moved at the same time!

Morgan's war hammer met him head-on, while Quest pushed his hands forward, sending a dense cloud of ice shards straight at Han Cheng's blade!

All three were top-tier SSS-rank captains!

Their clash was deafening. Han Cheng, in his peak state, fought two at once without retreating a single step!

Or rather,

he was fighting three against one while bearing the full pressure of the gravity!

Meanwhile, on the isolated other side,

inside the Water Bubble shield, Chen Yu was watching Han Cheng and the others fight with rapt attention!

The aftershocks of electromagnetism and ice storms constantly battered the surface of the light membrane, making it tremble slightly!

"Lu Heng, how long are you going to wait?"

Chen Muqing lowered his voice, his tone anxious. "Haicheng probably won't be able to hold on! It's not that Han Cheng is in trouble, but the others can't take it anymore!"

Chen Muqing was the only person present who knew that Lu Heng was a sleeper agent.

He was also the only Perception-type Awakened in the Haicheng team.

Chen Yu shook his head. "Be patient, the time has not yet come."