135: Chapter 133 The Failure of the Fate Altar
Looking further down to the thousands and tens of thousands, the leaderboard was still dominated by Yanhuang Civilization Survivors.
There was nothing much to say about this; after all, Yanhuang Civilization could be summed up in one word: numerous.
Yang Hang could still understand the top ten ranking of the Individual Sequence Contest.
Compared to other civilization factions where participation in the Individual Sequence Contest and Faction Sequence Battle was optional, the top thousand teams of Yanhuang had all prioritized the Faction Sequence Battle according to plan.
These Survivors occupied the majority of the top powerhouse positions among all Yanhuang Survivors.
As for the Survivors of other civilizations, their collective consciousness was not as strong as that of the Yanhuang Civilization, and individualism flourished.
It was quite normal for more top powerhouses within those civilizations to choose to participate in the Individual Sequence Contest, perhaps seeing that their own faction's top teams had already joined the Faction Sequence Battle, and realizing their own participation wouldn't affect the overall situation.
However, apart from the top ten, he couldn't quite understand the performance of the mid-tier combatants in the top hundred, much like with the Faction Sequence Battle leaderboard.
Besides those thousand top Survivors, Yanhuang still had countless other powerhouses.
With the support of equipment and the Fate Platform, this group should still be crushing the competition, right?
The development of the leaderboard did not match Yang Hang's expectations.
Yang Hang decided to investigate the cause himself.
The next moment, he proactively released the perception that he had blurred and isolated for the sake of his own habits between himself and his Clone.
In an instant.
Images flooded in.
Sounds flooded in.
A boundless black ocean.
There were no twin suns in the sky, only a cold, white light source hanging directly above, illuminating the battle-torn sea surface a ghastly white.
The waves were immense, with howling winds whipping up swells several meters high.
His Clone, his younger sister, and Captain Ye Shuang's team were facing opponents from another civilization's faction—individuals with deep-set eyes, high bridges of the nose, and hair of various colors.
With a single glance, the information displayed before Yang Hang's eyes: it was a team from the Stars and Stripes, featuring one Silver Grade Survivor, and they were users of the Fate Platform visitor system.
Their formation was loose, with only basic combat coordination.
Beside the Clone, Captain Ye Shuang's Poison Fog had already spread across a third of the pale battle sea, while Yang Yue controlled six water Dragons patrolling the front line.
Chen Yong stood at the very front with his entire body transformed into steel bones, while Fang Rui's bowstring was already fully drawn.
This was the Lucky Squad's fifty-second match.
As expected, half a minute later, they won the battle easily.
Yang Hang's consciousness swept through all the memories of his Clone from the past hour or so in this space.
It was all received within three seconds.
He immediately understood the reason for all the anomalies on the Sequence Battle leaderboard.
This space—the battle space constructed by the Magic Sea for the Sequence War—was an independent dimension where consciousness was manifested.
The Survivors' bodies, weapons, and talents were all simulated and generated by the Magic Sea based on real-world data.
However, the Fate Platform was not within the scope of this simulation.
The reason was simple.
The Fate Platform was a product of Yang Hang's talent, "Lord of Causality," and was essentially an extension of the Power of Causality.
The Magic Sea simulated the Survivors' own abilities and equipment, but it would not simulate the talent products of another Survivor.
The Cause and Effect Fate Platform and all its secondary functions were manifestations of Yang Hang's personal abilities, which were then shared with all Survivors of the Yanhuang Civilization.
Unless Yang Hang entered the arena himself and reconnected the Cause and Effect Fate Platform to his team members.
Otherwise, Yanhuang Survivors could not use the magic sea compass, the Numerical Panel, or even the Spatial Backpack.
Those auxiliary tools that made them like tigers with added wings in actual naval battles were all rendered ineffective here.
As for the Survivors from other civilizations—especially those kicked off the Fate Platform—they had never used these things to begin with.
From the very first day, they had been fighting with their bare hands, relying on personal strength and instinct to struggle for survival on the Magic Sea.
The Fate Platform was a double-edged sword.
It allowed 1.3 billion people to survive, but it also caused most of them to develop a dependency.
Hunters accustomed to the compass's early warnings suddenly lost the magic sea compass's information inspection and weakness queries in this space.
Survivors accustomed to the Numerical Panel absorbing damage and the Life Spring for recovery found that here, a cut was just a cut, and if it was severed, it was severed.
It was not that the Yanhuang Survivors were weak.
It was that they were accustomed to being strong.
Accustomed to the strength provided by the Fate Platform as a safety net.
After losing the assistance of the Fate Platform's various functions, they perhaps became a bit unable to fight.
When battling Survivors of the same rank from other civilizations, the gap was clearly leveled by the combat experience and courage gained from life-and-death struggles.
The only saving grace was that the Yanhuang Civilization had better team coordination and better weapons and equipment, which compensated for this to some extent.
This was also the reason why, in this first hour of the Sequence Battle, the Yanhuang Civilization, despite losing the support of the Fate Platform, could still hold their own against over two hundred other factions and occupy one-third of the top spots on the leaderboard.
At the current stage, the number of Yanhuang Civilization Survivors accounted for one-third of all Survivors on the Magic Sea, so to a large extent, the situation where most Survivors from other civilizations matched against Yanhuang Civilization Survivors in the Sequence War accounted for at least more than one-third.
Given the situation where the Fate Platform was ineffective and their combat methods were not applicable, being able to achieve this was already quite good.
Yang Hang noted this information and cut off the perception transmission from his Clone again.
The current situation was very clear.
Yanhuang Civilization Survivors had lost the Fate Platform and temporarily lost their absolute dominance.
However, fortunately.
Captain Ye Shuang's team and Zheng Yuanshan's team in the Faction Sequence Battle were still doing fine.
The top two spots were temporarily stable.
Especially Captain Ye Shuang's team, which had his Clone participating; if Zheng Yuanshan's team really encountered any accidents in the end, he could still act as a safety net.
Therefore, even though the overall performance of the Yanhuang Civilization in the current Faction Sequence Battle seemed fraught with crises, in reality, there was nothing to worry about.
Yang Hang's gaze fell upon the Individual Sequence Contest.
Since there was no need to worry about the Faction Sequence Battle for the time being, he could focus his energy on the Individual Sequence Contest, which he was more interested in.
Not to mention that the current top of the leaderboard was not a Yanhuang Civilization Survivor, which was a bit of a loss of Face for him.
The rewards for finishing in first place—such as treasure chest quality upgrades, lifespan leaps, and talent advancements—were enticing.
He was truly tempted by them.
Especially the treasure chest quality upgrade and talent advancement.
These were rewards he absolutely had to obtain.
The question was how to get them.
Yang Hang originally wanted to split off another strand of Divided Soul to participate in the battle separately.
But when he tried it, he found that the extra anonymous Magic Sea account was already bound to his Clone.
The Clone was currently a member of Captain Ye Shuang's team and was in the middle of the Faction Sequence Battle.
It could not participate in two Sequence Wars simultaneously.
And his main account meant the name "Yang Hang"—the one at the top of the individual merit leaderboard, that Yang Hang with 29 billion in merit points.
If his main body went in to fight in the individual competition, with his strength, he could take them out with one punch, and of course, there would be no suspense.
But that would mean he would have to spend a large amount of time every day soaking in that consciousness space to grind matches.
That was stupid.
Yang Hang clearly never had such an intention from the start.
He intended to try other methods.
Namely, that rather strange idea he had thought of earlier.