Chapter 1141

There are so many people....

On the boundless, endless huge square, Zhang Tie stared blankly at the crowd filling his entire field of view, and for a moment he was obviously stunned.

The floor was all metal, and above was a dim canopy.

Several unnamed buildings, resembling fortresses, abruptly appeared on the metal ground, and no one knew what they were for.

The sky was dim, or rather he wasn't even sure what was above his head.

At a glance, it somewhat resembled the scene of the trial tower, except that tower was missing.

In this purely cold-toned, oppressive environment, one felt as if placed in a broken metal world.

Looking around, Lin An roughly estimated the number of people, and he too was somewhat surprised.

Roughly calculated, there were probably over ten million people on the whole square!

Compared to the previous trial, the number of participants in this confrontation was simply staggering.

Lin Dui, holy shit!

Look over there, why are there still a batch of first-level Awakened Ones!!

Looking around curiously, Xiong Hanzi clicked his tongue at the massive number of participants, and at a glance saw a group of people with somewhat dark skin, resembling Awakened Ones from the Indian Brahma theater, gathering together.

Packed tightly, people pressing against people.

These Awakened Ones, whose equipment didn't even match, had chaotic strength, ranging from third level down to first level.

Such a bizarre scene, Zhang Tie couldn't help but marvel.

Letting first-level ones in, what does that mean? Using them as cannon fodder?

Hearing the voice, Lin An looked over and discovered there were still many such situations.

Among the tens of millions, those below third level accounted for %, and even second-level high-level were not many. Especially in some theaters where third level were fewer, the more people they brought.

They probably want to make up for quality with quantity..

After a brief moment of thought, Lin An also figured out what these theaters wanted to do.

In the previous trial, aside from the few theaters he brought that had more third-level promotions, other theaters' better ones might have returned with a few hundred third-level, and the poorer ones possibly only a dozen or so! With such strength, these theater nations still wanting good rankings could only rely on human-wave tactics.

Unlike the Huaxia theater, which still had the leeway to screen second-level and only required high-level entry, these theaters would love to drag even first-level Awakened Ones to fill numbers, even if just to serve as cannon fodder consuming spiritual energy.

If it weren't required that Awakened Ones enter the confrontation, Lin An would even suspect these people would drag the entire theater's survivors in.

All that can be said is that this is the tragedy of small and weak nations: insufficient strength, so they fill the ranks with lives.

Comparing them, there's no doubt that the most eye-catching positions on the entire confrontation square are Huaxia, North America, and Long An.

The Huaxia military dispatched up to a formation of third-level individuals, and under the pressure of over a hundred third-level auras, a huge blank circle actually formed around them, their momentum soaring to the heavens.

Behind them, the second-level Awakened Ones' corps were fully equipped, each person carrying at least two pieces of gear, making the surrounding theaters feel a pang of envy.

In the North American formation, Lin An at a glance saw his old acquaintance Andre, as well as Ron, who still kept his distance from the crowd.

In the North American formation, he also saw many huge-built Awakened Ones resembling flesh-and-blood armor, staring tigerishly around.

It appeared to be one of the North American theater's trump cards.

And Andre's strength was unfathomable even to Lin An; from a distance, he couldn't judge Andre's power either.

But that's normal; Andre also belongs to the will system, and that crown on him, Lin An still remembers vividly.

Ron, standing a bit farther away, was no longer alone; behind him followed a thousand second-level and one third-level. If nothing unexpected happened, he must have built up a force during this period, no longer a lone wolf.

As for Long An.

This time, the Long An members Lin An brought were all wearing exoskeleton armor, with a faint blue spiritual energy gathering, resembling a futuristic sci-fi troop.

On average, they are second-level high-level, and their strength is not inferior to that of some small nations.

Amidst a wave of astonished glances from around, obviously many Awakened Ones were somewhat curious about the function of these spiritual energy exoskeletons.

But just from appearance, they could realize that each of these spiritual energy exoskeletons probably cost a fortune.

The soldiers wearing the skeletons each resembled a moving mech fortress; just imagining it, one could picture how terrifying this unit would be when launching an assault.

Big spender!

The high-level Awakened Ones of several nearby Asian theaters gazed enviously at the Long An camp, and many couldn't help but curse quietly.

From the exposed parts of the exoskeletons, they could clearly see that each Long An warrior had three or four pieces of equipment, more luxurious than their own elite forces.

Knowing these resources were gathered through various trades and scavenging, perhaps even containing their own theater's blood and tears, how could they not be angry?

The only thing that made them feel a bit better was that on the Long An position, there were only Lin An and Zhang Tie, two third-level individuals.

Otherwise, they would truly suspect that relying solely on Long An's one Safe Zone could probably overwhelm them.

There are quite a few intermediate third-level...

Among those hidden auras, there actually are high-level...

Although there was no spiritual power detection, Lin An, relying on his almost perverse will attribute, still felt many distinct auras. These Awakened Ones seemed each independent, and in Lin An's eyes they were exceptionally striking.

Cards?

He muttered lowly, Lin An gave a light laugh, and simply kept these people in mind.

Theoretically, many intermediate third-level individuals could advance to high-level, after all this much time has passed. For example, Zhang Tie, who followed him, has already reached high-level.

But killing efficiency differs; Lin An doesn't think this time is enough for other third-level individuals to reach high-level.

Without unexpected events, these high-level individuals basically rose via cards. Of course, it's not ruled out that someone entered a dungeon, and their strength after third level greatly increased.

After all, with so many survivors worldwide, a few geniuses are bound to emerge.

But it doesn't matter.

With peak third-level strength in hand, Lin An asks himself if he's still perfect. Although it's unlikely he could stare down the world and kill as before, wiping out a few continents is still no problem. The only thing he needs to wary of is spatial seal.

As long as he isn't focused-fired and surrounded by a large number of third-level individuals, basically there's nothing to worry about.

Um..

Maybe there's also that bunch of alien species.

Looking toward the Capital Military Region's camp, Lin An instantly saw the military's hidden two three Fourth Rank seniors.

Does the concealed aura think I can't see it?

Shaking his head, looking at the two who seemed carved from the same mold, three Fourth Rank seniors, Lin An also realized that the Capital Military Region had also collected the cards.

Several minutes later, as a large number of Awakened Ones wondered why the system still hadn't given instructions, a pillar of light suddenly descended from the sky.