Chapter 689

Zhao Chi already retreated to the edge.

Although this was a virtual space, dying here only meant being teleported outside.

But just as the nobles had discussed earlier, since the rebels were attacking here, it must mean the outside was already prepared.

The goal was to force them out, into an encirclement.

Once outside, they would surely face fierce attacks.

Zhao Chi tried to teleport.

But the system popped up a prompt: 【Match complete, teleportation privileges disabled】

It seemed only contestants in the match could teleport back to their territory.

And with free teleportation disabled, Zhao Chi couldn't force his way back either.

Only nobles had that right.

But from their conversation, even their ability was restricted.

Then he'd try teleporting to another battlefield.

Zhao Chi immediately clicked teleport.

【Teleport temporarily unavailable, please try again later】

Try later, your mother…

Zhao Chi watched the various spiritual techniques attacking from all sides again and sighed.

After the nobles left, the remaining people had no strength at all to resist the rebels.

Even though the remaining 5 village representatives were all quite capable, compared to the nobles they still fell short by quite a bit.

Relying on just the 5 of them to resist over ten rebels was simply unrealistic.

The other 9 contestants were even more novice, only knowing some basic spiritual techniques, even less able to resist.

Boulders crashed down, ice spears assaulted fiercely.

Earth spikes stabbed wildly, flames ran rampant.

Jiang Xuanye struggled desperately and roared: "We're not nobles! Why aren't you rebels chasing the nobles, why attack us? We're all commoners!"

They weren't stupid either.

Looking at the situation now, anyone could tell the rebels were ambushing the nobles.

Once outside, these rebels wouldn't have time to care whether you were a noble or not—strike first, talk later.

So everyone was still resisting.

All wanting to go out later.

The later you went out, the safer you were.

After all, once the nobles appeared, the encirclement would activate immediately.

The strongest attacks were all in the first few waves.

Inside this virtual space, it was actually very safe.

Hold out as long as possible.

Hearing Jiang Xuanye's words, the rebels roared back in response:

"Fuck your mother, you families aren't good things either, your Jiang family all deserves to die too!"

"Exactly right! Kill the nobles first, then we'll kill you families!"

"The Wei family, the Jiang family, the Lu family—we all have grudges with them!"

"Look, the Zhao family's here too, revenge!"

Zhao Chi's body had already been hit by deadly poison, large blisters rising all over his skin.

But he was also dodging as best he could.

Hearing them say that, he knew he had become a target too.

Although angry, Zhao Chi could also understand their actions.

Nobles were the object of public wrath.

Commoners toward them all dared be angry but not speak out.

Every time rebels killed nobles, the commoners secretly cheered in their hearts.

And the various families were unpopular too.

Every family counted as a small local power.

Bullying and oppressing the commoners at the bottom happened all the time.

Although nobles were hateful, nobles were few in number after all.

Commoners at the bottom generally couldn't even come into contact with nobles, but they could encounter members of the great families every day.

With so many family members, every family inevitably produced scions like Cao Feng and Xiao Rui.

Throwing their weight around to bully people was their daily enjoyment.

And in commerce, ordinary commoners couldn't compete with family powers either.

They were almost squeezed by the families until they had no room to survive, able only to depend on the families and accept their oppression.

One could say the nobles stood high above.

The families were in the middle.

The commoners at the bottom suffered double blood-sucking from both nobles and families.

The only place families were stronger than nobles was that they couldn't casually slaughter commoners.

Families themselves also belonged to the commoners, and were bound by law.

Nobles didn't need to be.

Nobles stand above the law.

Boom boom boom!

Crack!

Another wave of gunpowder smoke billowed out.

Only six people remained in the middle.

Yan Hu transformed into a tiger-man, running wildly about, biting a rebel soldier to death.

The bow in Jiang Die's hand emitted white light, her arm's radiance dazzling, as endless sharp arrows flew out.

Zhao Chi kept activating Extreme Bliss Berserk, buffing everyone with Encouragement and Lei Guang techniques.

The others were still fine.

But Jiang Die couldn't help letting out a low growl: "Damn it, die for me, all of you!"

After saying this, she looked at her own status with some surprise.

【Name】Jiang Die

【Morale】52%→74%

【Status】Movement Speed +22%, Terrain Adaptability +11%

"Hmph!" Jiang Die shot Zhao Chi a glance: "I don't need your buffs, you hypocrite."

"Hypocrite your ass, shoot that healer first!" Zhao Chi's skin was melting, his finger pointing at the sky.

A flash of heavenly light.

Crackle!

The lightning's power couldn't compare at all to that bolt just now, but the instantaneous lightning could still cause a half-second paralysis effect.

Those rebels were strong; Zhao Chi's Lei Guang technique might not be able to interrupt their skills.

But it could still create a bit of an obstacle after all.

Jiang Die saw the lightning Zhao Chi had struck down, and the arrow in her hand turned toward it as well.

The opposing healer blurted out "Holy shit," hurriedly healing himself.

Lang Hu charged behind the healer and bit his head off in one bite.

But he could only get this far.

Lang Hu plunged deep into the enemy formation, was engaged at close range by a fire elemental, and died in an explosion.

Zhao Chi's skin was ulcerating; although he endured the severe pain, trying to buy time, his muscles were also dissolving.

Although he struggled to hold on, consciousness ultimately could not override matter.

Soon he melted into a puddle of bone and blood.

Jiang Die's arrow speed was extremely fast.