Chapter 489: The First Eliminated Race

Arena 40, Entertainment Plaza, Fengqi Star Alliance, Bode Star System.

Surrounding a massive planetary projection, clusters of buildings with diverse styles floated in space.

At this moment, a group of strange-looking humanoid creatures let out a series of odd cries.

"Damn! How did this happen?"

"How could they let the indigenous people wipe them out?"

"Is the Frost Clan really that pathetic?"

Although there were not many of them, their wailing and howling indeed drew the attention of others.

At this time, a staff member of Arena 40 hovered by on a disc-shaped flying vehicle; he had four silver-white eyes, wore gray form-fitting Armor, and a protective shield formed of energy surrounded his flying disc.

He flew in front of this group of rowdy troublemakers, extended his right hand to bow respectfully to them, opened his mouth full of Liaya, and said in a very flat tone.

"Honored guests, please do not be agitated. If you have any questions, please tell me; do not affect the viewing experience of other guests."

Ripples appeared on the four-eyed attendant's protective shield, and his left hand, hidden behind his back, was glowing with a faint blue halo, clearly prepared to initiate mandatory measures at any time.

"How could the indigenous people of this planet be so strong? Wiping out the Frost Clan within the Extreme Cold Zone is simply too absurd! We all placed our bets because we saw that the Frost Clan had formidable combat capabilities in their own territory. And they were defeated by the indigenous people of this planet just like that?"

A one-eyed man wearing light blue Armor, standing about 3.3 meters tall, spoke with a resentful tone.

Clearly, his words expressed what the others were thinking; the group looked at the four-eyed attendant, waiting for his reply.

"That is why we added the option for the Xiuluo Holy Indigenous in this game, because they truly have the strength to become a participant in this game.

Furthermore, the odds for the Xiuluo Holy Indigenous are currently very high. If you believe the Xiuluo Holy Indigenous have enough potential, you can also try spending a few Bode Coins to test your luck."

After hearing the four-eyed attendant's words, most of the troublemakers stopped talking; after all, this was the territory of the Fengqi Star Alliance, and it was better not to cause too much trouble.

But the one-eyed man who had spoken earlier did not buy it; he stared straight at the four-eyed attendant with his reddened eyes and said in an unfriendly tone.

"Heh, what a good excuse. Why haven't you added an indigenous option to such games before? I seriously suspect the fairness of this game of yours!"

However, before the four-eyed attendant could speak, a voice containing violent energy came from a building cluster nearby.

"If you can't afford to play, get lost. Stop disturbing my amusement here. I am Cidangli from Jada Xing; you had better be quiet now."

Upon hearing that he was from Jada Xing, the expression on the one-eyed man's face changed significantly. Beneath his black skin, his reddened eyes glared fiercely at the four-eyed attendant, and he took a deep breath and said.

"Buy 1000 Bode Coins for the Xiuluo Holy Indigenous for me. I want to see how far they can go in this game."

The four-eyed attendant ignored the one-eyed man's glare. He had seen countless guests like this; as long as they did not violate the rules of the Entertainment Plaza, he did not care. If he did violate the rules, he would soon learn why no one dared to cause trouble in the Fengqi Star Alliance's Entertainment Plaza.

Upon hearing the one-eyed man's request, the four-eyed attendant readily summoned a pale blue screen from his circular flying vehicle, performed a few simple operations, and said in a respectful tone.

"Respected guest, your 1000 Bode Coins have been used to purchase the Xiuluo Holy Indigenous. The agreement has been sent to your client; please agree to it after reviewing."

The one-eyed man raised his right hand, and a blue light screen extended from the right arm of his light blue form-fitting Armor; he paused before speaking.

"These odds are a bit high. Aren't you afraid of losing money?"

"The odds system has been calculated by us, and currently, there are too few guests who believe the Xiuluo Holy Indigenous will win. It can be said that this option was briefly popular when it first came out, but since then, very few people have bought into it.

However, if you buy now, who knows? You might actually earn quite a bit later on."

The four-eyed attendant maintained his professional demeanor and said politely to the one-eyed man.

"Arena 40, Frost Clan has been eliminated..."

A mechanically synthesized harmony suddenly exploded throughout the building clusters, and at the same time, the massive planetary projection in the center began to change.

The planetary projection displayed the final moments of the Frost Clan being eliminated.

In the footage, one could see Valhalla soldiers wearing heavy coats and Flap Helmets using a Monomolecular Combat Knife to kill the unarmed Frost clansmen, and to ensure the Frost clansmen were truly dead, they decapitated every deceased Frost clansman.

The appearance of this scene caused an uproar among the spectators present.

"So these are the indigenous people of this planet? Interesting!"

"They don't even spare the children and women? This army looks quite good."

"It's just a bit of luck. The Frost Clan is simply too weak. I originally thought that given their combat prowess in their own territory, no other race would attack them. I didn't expect the first ones to make a move would be the planet's own indigenous people. Too interesting!"

The attendant's Third Eye lid suddenly slid horizontally, revealing a crystal screen embedded in his skull: the scene shifted, and he saw the last Frost clansman being vaporized instantly by a crimson beam emitted by a tall Human wearing blue and white Armor, leaving not even a complete corpse behind.

"Is that the indigenous person of this planet? Doesn't look like it!"

"In the data I saw, the indigenous people of this planet shouldn't be able to reach such a level."

"Perhaps these Human troops have already completed body modification technology. I didn't expect the indigenous people of this planet to still have some strength."

Spectators in various building clusters discussed this matter with their friends nearby.

In a luxuriously decorated building cluster, Cidangli looked with interest at the tall Human in blue and white Armor appearing in the projection.

"I didn't expect the Xiuluo Holy Indigenous to have such an interesting unit type. Buy Bode Coins for me; bet that the Xiuluo Holy Indigenous will enter the top three."

Beside Cidangli, a follower with purple pupils and four sharp bone spurs growing from his back heard Cidangli's words and said respectfully.

"As you command, Lord Cidangli."

Cidangli extended his right hand, and a data chart appeared in the center of his palm. He looked at the current data chart and muttered to himself in a flat tone.

"This game is getting more and more interesting. It seems no race can stop the rise of the Cyberk. No wonder the Cyberk have been hiding since this game started; it turns out they have been developing all along.

I wonder what the Zerg should do now? With the pincer attack from the Cyberk and the Xiuluo Holy Indigenous, how do the Zerg intend to break the situation?"