457: Chapter Tyrant Zong Ze, the Strong are Respected

Flames leaped like dragons, heading straight for the nearest Ability User, and a cruel battle thus began.

Seeing this, the other Ability Users also unleashed their respective abilities one after another.

Some summoned wind and snow, freezing the earth into a silvery white, while others controlled hurricanes, creating tornado-like formations to guard against enemies from all sides.

Various strange and powerful abilities intertwined, instantly turning this barren land into a Hell on earth.

However, amidst this chaos, a small number of teams remained calm, quietly retreating to the edge of the battlefield to observe the situation.

The largest team, surprisingly, consisted of fifty to sixty people, all wearing black combat uniforms, guarding a young man in the center who wore a white lab coat and looked like a doctor.

Such a striking team naturally attracted considerable attention, but after two teams attempted to approach, no one dared to get closer.

This was because twenty bloody corpses lay around them, as if warning everyone nearby.

And the young man in the white robe was the famous Doctor among the Devil Fruit Ability User teams. He looked at the hellish scene before him, his eyes filled with laughter.

However, the coldness and disgust deep within his eyes could not be concealed. "They really are a group of crazy and greedy people, but the final victory will only belong to us."

Besides his team, many other teams were quietly watching this scene around the battlefield.

"The voice just now contained a strange energy that can amplify the greed in people's hearts. These people are truly insane."

Nangong Ya looked at everything before her, a hint of intolerance flashing in her eyes. After all, these people were their own kind, and some even had some interactions with them.

However, just as the self-proclaimed god said, only the last ten people can survive. Even if she felt intolerant, there was nothing she could do.

"Xu Nian, we're relying on you. Before the chaos subsides, we must not be drawn into this chaotic vortex."

"Understood!"

Xu Nian is a Disguise Devil Fruit Ability User. At this moment, he had disguised everyone, and the people around them didn't notice them at all.

The towering Bizarre Tree stood quietly, as if all of this was within its expectations.

Its eerie smile on the trunk became increasingly obvious, as if it was enjoying the drama it had directed.

Its roots were deeply embedded in the earth, seemingly absorbing some kind of energy from this battle, making its aura increasingly powerful and mysterious.

Within the trunk, cracks began to heal, clearly indicating that Dragon Xuanyuan's previous move had left him severely injured.

As time passed, the situation on the battlefield did not calm down; instead, it became even more chaotic.

Because as the weaker ones fell, those remaining were true powerhouses, and the battles between them were truly terrifying.

"Hahahaha, everyone, how long are you planning to hide?"

Suddenly, with a wild and arrogant laugh abruptly echoing across the battlefield, a person stepped onto the battlefield.

"He is Tyrant Zong Ze, one of the nine natural elements, a Lava Devil Fruit Ability User."

Instantly, someone recognized his identity, and the people around him showed solemn expressions.

It is known that Natural-type Devil Fruit Ability Users are few and far between, and their abilities are extremely suitable for combat.

Almost all Natural-type Ability Users are top-tier powerhouses, and no one dares to ignore them!

"He, he just killed his teammate!"

Suddenly, someone looked at Zong Ze with astonishment. As soon as these words were spoken, those who were previously close to Zong Ze immediately distanced themselves from him.

"Is the rumor true? Has this guy really become completely inhuman?"

And Zong Ze himself, upon hearing this, merely shrugged indifferently, even grinning at the person who pointed out his crime.

"What right do the weak have to be my teammates?"

Zong Ze said with a look of disdain. As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly turned his head, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings with indifference and arrogance.

He spread his hands wide, adopting a posture of embracing the world, as if the entire heaven and earth had been brought into his embrace.

"Only the strong are qualified to stand by my side and fight alongside me! Now, who dares to embark on this journey with me and become that peerless existence who stands above tens of thousands?"

As Zong Ze's impassioned words echoed, the battlefield, which had been slightly noisy and chaotic, suddenly fell silent.

Everyone was momentarily silenced by his sudden declaration.

Some quick-witted individuals on the scene now had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

This was because they instantly saw through the true intention hidden behind Zong Ze's words.

It is well known that in the outside world, those powerful and exceptionally talented Ability Users are often arrogant and look down on everything.

The chance of persuading these people to cooperate with each other, let alone form a team together, is extremely slim.

After all, once they become God's Servants, each team only has three precious opportunities to fulfill a wish.

If there are too many powerhouses in a team, these limited opportunities to fulfill wishes will inevitably be difficult to distribute equally.

This can effectively avoid the emergence of certain super teams formed by the strong alliance of many top masters.

Otherwise, once such a team is formed, it will inevitably sweep across the entire field with overwhelming force, ultimately achieving an overwhelming victory.

By then, the remaining participants will likely only be able to sigh in despair, completely losing the hope and motivation to compete for victory.

However, in this silence, a rough voice suddenly broke the quiet.

"I don't care about opportunities to fulfill wishes, as long as I can kill to my heart's content!"

The speaker was burly and muscular, with a face full of flesh, holding a huge black battle axe, looking exceptionally fierce.

"It's Black Axe Wang Mang, he's also someone who kills without batting an eye."

With Wang Mang's appearance, several more figures successively emerged. These were all well-known powerhouses.

"Hey, Zong Ze, how will the wish counts be distributed?"

Someone shouted loudly from the crowd, seemingly trying to provoke this temporarily formed powerful team.

"Wish slots?"

And Zong Ze merely grinned upon hearing this, "That's naturally 'the strong are honored', we'll distribute them through combat then!"

After speaking, he looked towards the corners of the battlefield, "Everyone, is it still necessary to hide now? Why not come out and have a fair fight?"

The rest of the people on this battlefield were startled at first upon hearing this, and then looked around.

Immediately, their expressions sank, because at this moment, they also noticed the teams on the edge of the battlefield who were observing from the sidelines.

"Damn it, were we used as cannon fodder?"

"Damn it, do we really have no hope?"