Chapter 2141

Why change the rules!? It's 1:10 now, what about our previous bets!!

Damn it! Our points are already gone, this isn't fair!

Look, the odds are starting to surge! Shit!! One to three hundred times!! Four hundred times!

After a brief shock, the whole virtual space went berserk, erupting into intense questioning and discussion.

Even the weakest are Star-Destroying Level; the representatives reacted instantly, realizing within seconds that the situation would change drastically.

If spending tens of thousands of points only helps the participants a little, many civilizations would weigh the pros and cons and decide it's not worth it.

But now it's completely different.

The 1:10 ratio is used to exchange potions inside the arena, and even new combat-boosting items. This means external aid will influence the match with tenfold or even a hundredfold greater effect.

It's no exaggeration that if any alliance bets points on the lowest War Star Level, that War Star will surely jump to become the top War Star, assuming others' situations stay the same.

Therefore, everyone can see that in the next three days, leading civilizations will fear their betted teams being easily overtaken, forcing them to frantically increase their bets.

And the representatives of the originally lagging civilizations will also have many hoping to get lucky and place a final bet.

After all, with a 1:10 ratio, just getting a few representatives to contribute a couple thousand points already represents a qualitative leap in strength for the participants inside.

In a corner of the virtual space, even the Shattered Star Level Hei Yan couldn't help but shout, his heart pounding violently.

The reason is simple: after the Starlight Alliance changed the rules, the total bets began to appear on the top light screen.

In less than a minute, the total points of the Third Stage have already exceeded 950,000! And it's still surging; in just a few more minutes it could skyrocket to one million points!

There's no way around it—there are too many participating civilizations! No one wants to give up their earlier investment; even if each of ten thousand civilizations added just a hundred points, that would still total a million.

Moreover, as the first batch of the quickest-reacting civilizations' representatives increased their bets, the rankings inside the arena began to shift dramatically.

In just a few dozen seconds, Hei Yan personally saw at least a hundred teams ranked below 100,000 suddenly wipe out those ranked above 100,000. No need to think—this must be an encounter battle where the other side suddenly received a combat power boost from their bets.

For a moment, a strange sight appeared in the virtual space: many civilization representatives suddenly went offline to gather points as quickly as possible, fearing that a delay would let their own team be counterattacked and surpassed.

Soon.

After Hei Yan suppressed his shock, the total bets displayed at the top of the light screen had already exceeded one million! And with the massive influx of points, the highest-odds team also showed a staggering 600x multiplier!

Hei Yan, the Leader...! He's gone crazy! Really crazy!!

Good heavens! Aren't they afraid of losing their bets and having their civilization wiped out? Even the top Heavenly God has added another ten thousand points! Their entire alliance has even added a hundred thousand!

Watching the top-ten civilizations hesitate not at all as they increase their bets, the few Star-Destroyers behind Hei Yan are no longer shocked—they're terrified.

These are Apocalypse points! A few hundred points can buy their lives!

Take this intelligence crisis as an example: if they had even a few tens of thousands of points, they wouldn't be helpless, and the alliance wouldn't have collapsed.

Sir, should we place a bet? Bet 10 points and get 6000!!

In the midst of panic, it's greed, an unparalleled impulse!

Next to Hei Yan, a Star-Destroyer wearing crimson War Armor, his fingers trembling, pointed at the odds of the last-place contender.

Looking at the odds display for the last ten thousand rank, this batch of participants' odds are still soaring. The total bets are so huge that, theoretically, if these people could finish first, even a mere 10-point bet would net them 6000 points or more.

It's just 10 points—who can't afford to bet?

Listening to his subordinates' greedy yet fearful words, Hei Yan took a deep breath but struggled to shake his head.

To be honest, he was also tempted.

Betting on the highest odds may be unrealistic, but the teams they've sent in now have astonishingly high odds.

Based on Zhang Tie and the others' current rankings, winning would pay 400 times; even betting just to break into the top thousand would still yield a hundredfold return!

Damn it! This is way too exaggerated!

He had already suspected that Lin An and the others' strength was questionable; maybe they really would surge forward!

But...

We're too poor! The Creator Alliance has truly run out of resources!

For Hei Yan, he wouldn't hesitate to destroy the alliance before disaster strikes, just to squeeze out its last bit of value. Strictly speaking, those plundered resources might amount to only three or four thousand points, and they're still extremely hard to exchange.

Promotion is imminent; perhaps in the end, he's just short of a few dozen points.

Moreover, Hei Yan fears losing his rationality and falling into a gambler's mindset. Once that happens, reason becomes meaningless; even the strongest beings can be driven by resentment and despair to lose everything.

He's seen this kind of thing far too often!

Although Hei Yan can still barely resist his desires, some of his Star-Destroyer subordinates can't hold back anymore.

Leader...! Opportunity! This is an opportunity! Didn't you say that group of monkeys could very well all become God Ascendants? Especially if they really entered the Ancient Base, their actual combat strength would only grow stronger!

The Fourth Stage originally comes with extra rewards; if we don't bet now while the odds are highest, once they surge forward we'll suffer huge losses!

Leader...! I'm betting 10 points! Just 10 points! This is my own; I beg you, let me give it a try!

Yeah, Leader! Only we know that Lin An and his group have problems; once their ranking rises again, we won't be the only ones taking the winnings!

If we win the bet, we might not even need to abandon the alliance—after all, it's our home!

It's like seeing a glimmer of hope.

Two Star-Destroyers who were already forced to abandon the alliance now have bloodshot eyes, urging Hei Yan.

If escape were possible, who wouldn't want to flee? They also know that even if they succeeded, losing their civilization as a backing would mean they wouldn't last long—no support, no logistics, no fresh blood; under the system's punishment, they'd be worse off than mere fugitives.

Hei Yan's face darkened; facing his subordinates' earnest pleas, his steadiness was just an act.

Yet in the end, his remaining reason prevailed, as he stared fixedly at the rapidly shifting rankings, gritting his teeth:

Wait a bit longer! We're just trying to confirm whether those monkeys really are as we guessed!

If their ranking jumps once more, that will prove our judgment was right! Then I'll naturally know what to do!

The risk is too great now! Even if we bet on them, can you guarantee they'll still have an advantage when others bet more? What if they fall short by a whisker? What are we supposed to do?

After saying that, Hei Yan didn't want to waste more words; he simply continued to stare fixedly at the rankings.

For some reason, he had a strong premonition deep down that this Starlight War might be the turning point of his fate!

(If it's really as I guessed, I can not only gamble once and send people to Earth to retake the base, but also rely on the points won from gambling to advance to the peak and even Sixth Rank!)