143: Let's just surrender Chapter 143.

In the dark Abyss Grand Canyon, the unrestrained laughter of Leviathan and Bahamut echoed.

"Hahaha! This is killing me!"

Leviathan's massive body rolled frantically in the black lake, his huge fins slapping the water's surface.

"Zaratan, you old turtle, don't you usually love to brag about your Absolute Defense?"

"How did you go out once and even get your precious turtle shell stripped off?"

Bahamut couldn't help but grin his dragon mouth, joining in the mockery.

"So bald, like a hairless little lizard!"

"Your current appearance is simply a disgrace to us Abyss Lords!"

Listening to the heartless ridicule of his two colleagues.

Lying in the crater, the Deep Sea Giant Turtle didn't get angry; instead, he rolled his eyes with great disdain.

He snorted coldly, looking at the two in front of him as if they were fools.

"Laughing? You still have the nerve to laugh at me?"

The Deep Sea Giant Turtle extended a claw and pointed at Leviathan's blinded left eye.

Then he pointed at Bahamut's broken wing and the large blood hole on his back.

"I just lost a shell; it'll grow back in a few hundred years."

"Look at the miserable state you two are in!"

"The two of you combined only have one pair of eyes!"

"With broken claws and wings, you're practically beaten into being quadriplegics!"

"Among the three of us, who is actually more miserable?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the laughter of Leviathan and Bahamut instantly stuck in their throats.

Don't hit a turtle's shell, and don't poke at people's sore spots.

This old turtle's tongue is too poisonous!

Before the two lords could get angry, the Deep Sea Giant Turtle slowly adjusted to a comfortable lying position and dropped a bombshell.

"And, you might not believe it if I tell you."

The giant turtle raised his bald head, and there was actually a hint of pride in his tone.

"I have already acknowledged that human as my master!"

Once this was said.

The grand canyon instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Leviathan's single eye bulged.

Bahamut almost spat out a mouthful of blood and pointed at the giant turtle, cursing loudly.

"What?! You actually acknowledged a human ant as your master?!"

"Do you have no shame? You've completely disgraced the reputation of us Abyss Lords!"

"I am ashamed to be associated with a spineless coward like you!"

The two lords were filled with righteous indignation, venting their fury.

Facing their verbal abuse, the Deep Sea Giant Turtle looked completely indifferent.

He even leisurely picked the dirt off his face with a claw.

"Disgrace? Can reputation be eaten as food?"

The Deep Sea Giant Turtle sneered repeatedly and threw out his ultimate theory.

"Use your pig brains and think about it!"

"That human driving the red tank, that kind of God-Slaying Weapon with no cooldown and no need to charge..."

"If we're unlucky enough to run into him in the Abyss again one day..."

The giant turtle paused, his eyes reflecting a wisdom that saw through everything.

"When that time comes, as his lackey and pet, he definitely won't kill me."

"But what about you two?"

"Old Wolf and the others have already been eaten by those lunatics..."

"Guess if that human will let you go?"

These words were like a heavy hammer, smashing hard against the hearts of Leviathan and Bahamut.

The canyon fell into a long silence once again.

The two top-tier lords, who had been acting so righteously just a moment ago, now looked at each other.

Cold sweat poured down their massive bodies uncontrollably.

It's true!

That tank-driving lunatic and his hundreds of thousands of crazy subordinates were like a swarm of locusts...

If they were unlucky enough to meet again, this shell-less turtle would definitely survive.

But the two of them seemed to be in big trouble!...

Thinking of the miserable scene of rolling in boiling water.

These two arrogant Abyss overlords shuddered in unison.

"It's decided..."

Bahamut grit his teeth and lowered his voice, his tone carrying a sense of 'following his heart' as if facing death.

"If we see that tank-driving lunatic again next time, let's just surrender directly."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Leviathan nodded frantically in agreement, "Where there's life, there's hope; being a pet is better than being hotpot ingredients!"

While these three Abyss Lords, who once ruled the roost, were seriously and intensely discussing their "surrender insights."

On the other side, the Wasteland World.

Accompanied by a burst of blinding rainbow teleportation light.

A full three hundred thousand members of the Red Wolf Army, along with their mountain-like piles of loot, were teleported out of the Crimson Colosseum by the system.

Immediately afterward.

A dazzling golden light that shook the entire Super C District exploded across the wasteland sky!

[Ding! Super C District Server-wide Announcement!]

[Congratulations to the Red Wolf Guild for successfully clearing the special Desperate Track—Crimson Colosseum!]

[Clearance Evaluation: SSS-grade!]

[All participating players have been issued a massive amount of basic materials and High-tier Random Blueprint Treasure Chests!]

The golden words on the sky continued to scroll, and then the settlement data for this battle was announced.

[The statistics for this special track are as follows:]

[Total number of participants: 300,000.]

[Number of Abyss Lords killed: 2.]

[Number of Abyss Lords defeated: 1.]

[Number of demonic monsters annihilated: 3,000,000+!]

[Number of injured in the Red Wolf Guild: 312.]

[Number of deaths in the Red Wolf Guild: 0!]

When the bright red number "Number of deaths: 0" was clearly reflected in the eyes of all players in the Super C District.

The public channel of the entire world district fell into a minute-long dead silence.

You should know that for a Desperate Track where three Abyss Lords descend simultaneously.

If an ordinary guild went in, the death rate would result in an absolute total wipeout of nearly three hundred percent!

Even if the main force of the once strongest Management Committee went in, they wouldn't last ten minutes.

But now.

The Red Wolf Guild went in with three hundred thousand people, not only wiping out the three million demonic monsters but also killing two lords in the process.

And yet, there wasn't even a single death?!

After a brief silence.

The players across the entire Super C District completely exploded!!!

"Holy crap?! Am I seeing things?"

"Zero deaths?! Three hundred thousand people went in, and they all came back safely?!"

"Three million demonic monsters! That's three million! The Red Wolf Guild only has three hundred thousand people!"

"They actually won one-against-ten?! Is the Red Wolf Guild really that ridiculous?!"

"Ridiculous! Too ridiculous! Is this Red Wolf Guild made of humans or ghosts!"

"Exactly! Either the Abyss Lords went easy on them!"

"Or these people driving red cars must be using cheats!!!"

"I feel like the people of the Red Wolf Guild are ten thousand times scarier than the Abyss monsters..."

Boiling exclamations and the sound of people gasping in cold air rang out frantically in every corner of the Super C District.

At this moment, the name of the Red Wolf Guild completely became an insurmountable myth in the hearts of all players in the server!

Those players who had been frantically mocking the Red Wolf Guild on the public channel earlier were now all behaving themselves.

Still dare to mock?

These living Yamas even slaughtered Abyss Lords; who would dare to talk back now?

Wouldn't that be asking for death!

The style of the world channel changed instantly.

Terrified fence-sitters began spamming the bullet chat like broken records, sliding to their knees to apologize.

"I'm sorry! I was wrong!"

"This little one failed to recognize Mt. Tai; my mouth deserves a slapping!"

"I'm sorry! @All Red Wolf Guild members!"

Meanwhile, the players of the Red Wolf Guild had no time to pay attention to these apologies on the public channel.

Returning fully loaded, they couldn't wait to start a massive equipment upgrade for the entire army!