543: Chapter 591 Trampling God Underfoot?

For the Mercury State Race audience, every Mercury State Race player An Ke killed,

Their civilization moved one step closer to annihilation.

Everyone's faces were pale and filled with despair.

Watching the Mercury State Race players' actions only made them angrier.

"Are they idiots?? Why are they running in all directions?"

"Hurry back to our game domain!"

"What a bunch of fools!"

"I can't watch this anymore. They could use a revival coin if they just ran back to our own game domain."

"If these idiots get me killed, I won't let them off even as a ghost."

"Oh! Your civilization also has a concept of ghosts?"

“...”

Actually, it wasn't that the Mercury State Race civilization had the word 'ghost'; it was that the 'Game' translated it into a term humans could understand.

The Mercury State Race audience was indeed correct.

The Mercury State Race players' best escape route was to flee back to their own game domain. That way, with a revival coin, they would have a chance to save their players.

Initially, the Mercury State Race had prepared for this.

However, the Mercury State Race audience overlooked one point.

That is, when people are terrified and panicked, their brains don't think that much—they run blindly.

An Ke's sudden outburst had such a huge impact on their minds that they all lost their composure, and in their fear, they didn't choose the best escape route.

At this moment, only 3 Mercury State Race players remained.

No! To be precise, it should be 4, because Ah Giao was still controlling P2.

An Ke didn't continue the pursuit but returned to his own teammates.

"Benefactor, couldn't you catch them?" Leopard Mom asked curiously.

"Mm!" An Ke nodded.

"That's a pity, not being able to keep all of them," Tiger Mom said with regret.

"There's nothing we can do. After all, there were too many of them.

And they scattered to escape, so it's not easy to catch them," Old Crocodile said.

An Ke, however, didn't care. "The reason I didn't chase them is because they'll be back soon."

"What do you mean?"

Old Crocodile and the other members were all bewildered, not understanding why An Ke said that.

Nineteen people had already died here; it could be said that this place was a land of terror for the Mercury State Race players. How could they possibly come back?

"Because everything is under my control!"

Kuku suddenly popped up from An Ke's shoulder.

"I have an ability called 'Confusion' that can make enemies affected by it lose their sense of direction.

Soon, they will fall into Confusion and then run back."

Upon hearing this, P2 felt terrible.

"An Ke, you're cheating!!" P2 gritted his teeth.

"You said this was a war between our two civilizations? You said other civilizations wouldn't interfere?"

An Ke glanced at P2, who was still disintegrated into thousands of sharp blades, and said without any expression, "From the moment you chose to run, you already lost this war."

"Since the war already has a result, what's wrong with other civilizations interfering?"

Kuku also sneered, "Even if I did interfere, so what?"

"Losers don't even have the right to criticize. Don't you know this principle?"

P2 fell silent.

How could a sentient being not know this principle?

All rules are set by the victors...

P2 stopped speaking.

This surprised An Ke a little. "I thought you would beg for mercy, but I didn't expect you not to."

P2 let out a bitter laugh, "I want to beg for mercy too!"

"But this is the elimination round of the Game, reaching its final chapter, where there can only be one winner.

Every civilization wants to advance, so there can be no possibility of an alliance..."

As he spoke, P2 suddenly laughed, "Fungus Race, Thousand Changes Race, I'm very curious.

Why are you still following this human, even though you've entered the elimination stage?"

"In the end, you will only die at the hands of this human... Hehe!"

"You're on the verge of death and still trying to sow discord?" Old Crocodile raised an eyebrow.

"Am I sowing discord?" P2 chuckled, "I'm stating facts."

"Only the ultimate winner is the rule of this game.

An unknown entity that can easily wipe out a civilization, do you think you can change this rule?

Ah hahaha! You can't, right?

Then that's it! Instead of following humans to your death, why not take advantage of the present, team up to eliminate that human, and seize the core from him?"

"You don't need to worry about that!"

An Ke's lips curled upwards. "Since the rules are man-made, I can find a way to break them."

"You're making me laugh! I really don't know where your confidence comes from!" P2 sneered.

"We completed ten stages, and our civilization level is only 1.2. Your Blue Star Civilization's level hasn't even reached 1 yet, has it?

A creature from a low-level civilization is still boasting here?"

An Ke looked at P2, his eyes filled with pity for him.

"What does that expression mean?" P2 frowned.

"I just think your race is too pathetic. Even if you hadn't met me today, you would still die.

Because you can't imagine what it's like to trample gods underfoot!"

Trample gods underfoot?

P2 felt a tremendous shock to his mind.

A tiny low-level civilization dared to utter such arrogant, such wild words.

Could it be that in his eyes, there was no such thing as fear?

How dared he say 'trample gods underfoot'...

Could this be the difference between the Mercury State Race and the Blue Star Civilization?

In the last moments of P2's life, An Ke's fist descended.

That fist was both small and enormous.

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99th Realm Conference Room.

Screen 1379 displayed a 'shocked' emoji.

"Eh? An, An Ke is really bold to say that, isn't he?"

It knew that the 'gods' An Ke spoke of were not the Noble Lords present, as An Ke was unaware of the Nobles' existence.

If one were to ask who could be called 'gods' in the Known Universe, it would only be these Noble Lords sitting here.

The Chief Steward was equally shocked by An Ke's words.

Then He shook His head and smiled inwardly.

One could only say An Ke was ignorant and fearless.

If he were here and dared to utter such words, he probably wouldn't even know how he died...

A casual move by a Noble Lord could be accompanied by the destruction of one, or even several, planets.

Around them, the Noble Lords burst into laughter, their eyes full of disdain.

"Imagining trampling gods underfoot, hahaha! Tike, Fama, Dainike... the player you fancy is truly arrogant."

"Indeed! He's not even Mid-Sequence and dares to say he'll trample gods underfoot. The first person in history."

"He's lucky he's in the Game; otherwise, I'd like to see how he'd trample gods underfoot."

"Hehe! Isn't his Blue Star Civilization behind him?

We can settle for the next best thing..."

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