Utterly insane!

At the Apocalypse Civilization's preparation area.

The remaining contestants couldn't sit still.

Some even started trembling uncontrollably!

"This isn't a competition; it's a massacre!"

"I want to withdraw! I want to withdraw!"

"Calm down! Lord Xiao Yan hasn't made his move yet, what's the panic! Quick, someone hold him down!"

Xiao Yan, the golden-haired man and leader of this competition, also had an extremely grim expression at this moment.

He couldn't understand how a match he thought would be an 'easy win' had turned out like this!

As the current family head of the Xiao family, the strongest family in the Apocalypse Civilization, his combat power was unparalleled, and he had almost no match among those of the same rank!

Because he had four Mythic-grade equipment pieces and two Starlight-grade pieces, which were above Mythic-grade!

At the same time, his fourth and fifth class advancements had earned him 'Saint' and 'Mage' level ratings respectively!

These two ratings were at the very top of the pyramid among all level 499 professionals in all civilizations!

Ordinary level 499 professionals had almost no power to retaliate against him!

But now, fear had actually arisen in his heart towards a level 299 professional!

...[Third battle countdown: 10, 9, 8...]

The system's countdown echoed over the battlefield.

At the Apocalypse Civilization's preparation area.

The golden-haired man, Xiao Yan, stood up.

Behind him followed two priests in white robes and two mages holding fire staves.

The five of them walked with heavy steps towards the center of the battlefield.

Xiao Yan's eyes were as cold as frost; his previous fear had been replaced by determination.

He knew that only by fighting with all his might would there be a glimmer of hope!

...[Countdown ends, third battle begins!]

The moment the system prompt sounded.

Xiao Yan suddenly looked up and roared.

[Holy Flame • Deification]!

The golden flames on his body suddenly erupted, soaring into the sky like a volcanic eruption!

His entire being transformed into a three-meter-tall fire deity, with magma-like golden patterns flowing over his armor, and the longsword in his hand burned with Holy Flame capable of incinerating all things!

His attributes instantly surged tenfold!

"Kill!"

Xiao Yan's voice was like it came from purgatory, filled with endless killing intent.

The two priests behind him raised their hands simultaneously.

[Divine • Amplify]!

[Holy • Fearless]!

[Holy Blessing • Indestructible]!

White halos landed on Xiao Yan, his aura surged wildly like a snowball, and the golden flames around him became even more intense, scorching the air into a frantic distortion!

The two mages were not idle either.

[Inferno • Meteor Shower]!

[Blazing • Annihilation Ray]!

[...]

Hundreds of fiery meteors with long tails smashed towards White Night, and two dark-red rays several meters in diameter, like the scythes of death, tore through the air, attempting to block all paths of evasion!

They unleashed their strongest, hidden skills all at once, not aiming for a kill, but only to delay for a moment and create an opportunity for Xiao Yan!

White Night stood in place, watching the overwhelming skills assault him.

The eternal holy armor on his body glowed faintly.

Fiery meteors smashed against the armor, exploding into golden sparks, each impact taking millions of his HP!

The Annihilation Ray grazed his shoulder, leaving a scorched mark, and his HP instantly dropped by tens of millions!

But the next second, the Healing Aura lit up with a soft green light.

His lost HP surged back like a tide, instantly returning to its peak.

"Is that all you've got?"

White Night's lips curled into a cold sneer.

The next instant.

Lightning flashed under his feet, and [Thunder Guard • Thousand Blinks] activated.

His figure turned into an afterimage, rushing into the torrent of skills with a roar that tore through the air!

Seeing this, the two mages and priests' expressions drastically changed, and they turned to flee.

They knew very well that facing this monster in close combat meant certain death.

Only Xiao Yan did not retreat.

He gripped the longsword burning with Holy Flame tightly with both hands, a determined look flashing in his eyes, and with a fierce chop towards White Night, unleashed a golden flame blade aura that spanned the battlefield!

[Holy Flame Judgment • Tenfold Wave]!

The blade aura split into ten layers in the air, each containing terrifying power from a tenfold attribute boost, enough to level a sacred mountain!

A hint of coldness flashed in White Night's eyes.

Lightning surged on the eternal demon blade, and 120 million strength erupted without reservation!

[Furious Thunder • World-Breaking Slash]!

The next instant.

A purple-black thunder blade piercing through heaven and earth appeared out of thin air, colliding violently with the golden flame blade aura!

Boom--!

Rumble--!

The thunder blade tore through all ten flame blade auras like cutting tofu!

Its momentum undiminished, it instantly arrived before Xiao Yan!

Xiao Yan's pupils constricted, and the Holy Flame on his body burned frantically, trying to resist.

But it was all in vain.

Pfft!

The thunder blade flashed, and Xiao Yan's fire deity form shattered like glass, golden blood splattering across the sky!

He didn't even have time to let out a scream before he was cut in half.

Immediately after, both halves of his body instantly turned to ashes!

Instant kill!

White Night didn't stop.

[Lightning • Instant Flash] was continuously activated.

His figure weaved back and forth across the battlefield.

The two priests trying to escape were cut in half by the pursuing thunder blade after only a few steps!

The remaining two mages didn't even manage to cast a second skill before meeting the same fate as their companions!

Again, it took no more than 1 minute.

The third battle ended just like that!

...With the end of the third battle.

The Blue Star spectator stands first fell into a momentary stillness.

The next second, deafening cheers swept across the entire venue like a tsunami!

"Boss Bai Ye!!!"

"Another instant kill! Even that terrifying-looking golden-haired man couldn't withstand one strike?!"

"We're going to win! We're really going to win!"

"We are the champions! Oh no, we are the victors!"

""

Countless professionals jumped from their seats, waving their arms, some even tearing their shirts in excitement, revealing their chests!

The previous fear and unease were completely crushed, leaving only surging passion and frenzied cheers; everyone was going wild for the solitary figure standing in the center of the battlefield!

"Did you see that? That is our Blue Star's God!"

"Three days! He only took three days to reach this height!"

Cries were mixed with sobs; some looked at the battlefield, vigorously wiping their eyes, tears of extreme excitement!

From this moment on, White Night had become the heaven for Blue Star players!

...On the other side.

The Apocalypse Civilization's spectator stands seemed to have been struck by an invisible giant rock.

Everyone maintained the same posture, pupils constricted, mouths slightly agape, but unable to make any sound.

The first to regain consciousness was an old man, who trembled his white beard, pointing towards the battlefield, his voice hoarse like a broken gong: "Family Head... Family Head he..."

"Impossible..."

The middle-aged warrior next to him shook his head violently, clutching the edge of the stands tightly, his knuckles white from the force, "Four Mythic-grade! Two Starlight-grade! And a 'Mage' level class advancement evaluation! How could he..."

"That was Lord Xiao Yan! A genius rarely seen in our Apocalypse Civilization for a hundred years!"

A female mage slumped into her chair, her face drained of color, her eyes unfocused as she stared into the void, as if she hadn't yet escaped from the scene she had just witnessed.

The entire Apocalypse spectator stands were filled with despairing silence, with only the occasional chattering of teeth echoing in the air.

They would rather believe they were caught in an illusion than accept the fact that their most hoped-for strongest combatant couldn't even withstand a single strike from the opponent!

...