Chapter 458: Dropping straight to first on the Heavenly Ranking—the Human Race's very first King!

Oh?

Seeing the effect of 【Godslayer Altar】, Qin Feng blinked.

There's even an effect like this?

This altar was clearly a bit too satisfying for him.

He didn't hesitate at all, choosing to activate it directly.

The next moment.

Killing intent, substantial as if real, once again surged skyward, and even the air grew somewhat viscous.

"Ding dong~ Map Announcement: Blue-side player 【Tyrant】 has successfully activated 【Godslayer Altar】. All units on the map are forcibly entering the 【Chaos Kill】 state and will attack the nearest target!"

"Ding dong~ You have triggered 【Supreme Purification Aura (LVMAX)】, clearing the 【Chaos Kill】 state!"

"……"

……

The system voice faded.

Every player on the entire map was stunned.

But before they could even react, their own troops had instantly begun attacking.

And the target of attack… was completely random—whoever was closest got hit.

"WDNMD!! Godslayer Altar?! I've played the arena for thousands of years, how come I've never heard of this?!"

"I'm screwed! I'm gonna get killed by my own troops!!"

"It's reversed!! Why the hell are these troops chasing me to attack?!"

"I'm freaking done, there's even a mechanic like this?"

"I'm a level 180 Cleric, personally tested that Purify doesn't work! I suggest everyone leave their troops quickly!"

"……"

The red-side players instantly erupted into total chaos.

Qin Feng's side had the Purification Aura, but they had no way to clear the 【Chaos Kill】 state.

All troops immediately switched into a mode that recognized no kin, launching fierce attacks against the nearest unit.

For a time.

Countless red-side players were chopped down by their own troops in just a few strikes.

They too completely lost their composure.

If they had been defeated by Qin Feng… they could still accept it.

But being killed by their own troops… was just a bit too embarrassing.

A few short minutes later.

Fewer than 100 players remained alive on the entire map.

Qin Feng clicked his tongue.

It really is simple.

At this moment, Qin Feng slowly and leisurely yawned. Next… it was time for the slaughter!

The current red-side players… didn't dare approach their own troops at all.

In other words, what had been a lord's game had now become a traditional online game.

Even if Qin Feng used troops, he could swarm them to death.

Very soon.

Qin Feng encountered the first red-side player.

An Elven man, his figure extremely disheveled, his health bar not even full.

Clearly he had been beaten up badly by his own troops.

"Tyrant?!"

His eyes narrowed, and he immediately drew the longsword in his hand, slashing at Qin Feng's troops.

Then.

Boom!

After the Elven man's attack landed.

The shield soldier's health bar was instantly emptied.

But… an explosion several times more violent instantly sent the man flying.

"?"

The Elven man was clearly utterly bewildered.

What's going on?

But before he could think further, he had already vanished amid bursts of white light.

Qin Feng yawned.

Invincible!

Those who could enter the Legion Arena were all powerhouses among the various races.

But…

Qin Feng had the Thorns Aura.

Those who couldn't beat Qin Feng's troops would naturally be instantly killed.

If they could beat them… they'd be sent flying to death.

How the hell do you play this?

Half an hour later.

The entire map erupted in wails once more.

"Holy shit!! What's going on? The troops I sent to hit him are losing HP on their own?"

"Don't tell me he popped a Thorns potion? That shouldn't be possible—who the hell can chug potions in the arena?"

"Uh… did you guys see that big sword in his hand? Maybe… he really can pop potions?"

"That's not fair!! @War God, do something!"

"…"

Swish!

His sword rose and fell.

Qin Feng cleanly sliced a Cannibal player clean in half.

At that moment, the system's voice rang out.

"Ding dong~ Map Announcement: The current map has fewer than 100 players remaining. All player coordinates have been marked on the map!"

"Ding dong~ Map Announcement: The current arena will be accelerated. All troop movement speed +1000%, and the map will slowly shrink!"

"…"

The system's voice faded.

Everyone froze again.

Fewer than a hundred people left?!

That was way too damn fast?!

As for Qin Feng, he simply blinked.