Chapter 683 - 223: Blood Angels - ! Galaxy 99’s Rampage! The Terror of the Brute Beast Fragments

Chapter 683: Chapter 223: Blood Angels Chapter! Galaxy 99’s Rampage! The Terror of the Brute Beast Fragments

This sudden message was like a chilling wave of absolute zero sweeping across the galaxy, instantly freezing a battlefield already bristling with tension.

Tens of millions of formidable wills came to a synchronized, eerie halt.

Whether it was the lofty experts of the Infinite Sea—Cang, Flame Crow, Leng Yu, Zhou Li, Li Yinghong, and Chu Yunxiao—or the tens of millions of geniuses from the River Realm, every single person’s breath caught the moment they saw the "Failure Penalty" section.

Even the prodigies of the Infinite Sea, whose minds had been tempered to the hardness of bedrock, found their pupils visibly contracting when they read the line: "Incur a debt of 1B Contribution Points."

This shock had nothing to do with cultivation level; it struck at the very heart of every contestant’s interests.

The dead silence lasted less than three seconds.

Then, like a red-hot branding iron plunged into ice water, the entire starfield erupted, detonated by a tsunami of furious debate!

"What is this thing?! A Betting Order? Is this an item from the tournament? I’ve never heard of it!"

A Martial Artist from Star System 115 cried out, his voice sharp with shock.

"It obviously is!"

"It’s definitely a hidden item! We clearly haven’t explored these Trial Star Systems nearly enough. And that ’Caesar’ from Star System 99... he actually found a strategic-level item capable of shifting the entire warzone’s balance!"

"The penalty for failure... a debt of 1B Contribution Points! That’s a billion Contribution Points’ worth of resources!"

"Hmm... for those of us at the Infinite Sea realm, that’s definitely not a small sum. It’s enough to cripple us."

"Cripple us? It’s far worse than that!"

"The point is, we’ve fought and bled for every last resource we have, clawing our way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

If a 1B debt falls on someone at our Infinite Sea realm, it would be enough to set our cultivation back twenty to thirty years!

If it falls on our brothers in the River Realm, it would set them back seventy, eighty, or even a hundred years!"

"Exactly! Once you fall behind, it’s all over!

In this Cosmic Genius Battle, falling behind once means you’ll keep falling behind. You can basically kiss any decent final ranking goodbye!"

"..."

Clamor, horror, anger, gravity... a medley of emotions swirled together, forming a massive storm of Mental Power that raged through the vacuum of space.

Amidst the crowd, Qin Feng silently watched the golden interface before him. His Mental Power spread out like a vast, invisible net, silently capturing, collecting, and analyzing the tens of thousands of public and private Mental Power transmissions all around him.

’So it’s a hidden item.’

Qin Feng muttered to himself, instant understanding dawning on him.

The true nature of this Cosmic Genius Battle was far more complex and vast than he had ever imagined.

Just then, a familiar, good-natured voice spoke directly into his mind via Mental Power.

"Qin Feng, I know a little something about this thing."

Qin Feng turned his head to see the chubby Fire Circle squeezing his way to his side, his trademark friendly smile now replaced by an incredibly serious expression.

Fire Circle didn’t speak aloud, instead choosing to communicate directly with Qin Feng via Mental Power. "Boss Qin, on the real Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, there are lots of things like this called ’World Curiosities.’

"They contain the Power of Rule from the Cosmic Origin and can produce all sorts of unbelievable effects."

"Furthermore, outside the territories of the Human Race, there exists a Cosmic Will that is forbidden from entering. Its ’gaze’ manifests as various opportunities and tribulations."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "This warzone format of the Cosmic Genius Battle is actually designed to simulate the brutal environment of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races as closely as possible.

"So, this hidden Betting Order is, in essence, a product made to imitate those World Curiosities."

"Except, when we get to the real Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, the ones using Betting Orders to kill us will be living, breathing, and ruthless members of the Alien Races. Then, we’ll be betting our lives, fighting and bleeding in a true battle to the death..."

"..."

Qin Feng gave a slight nod. He now completely understood Fire Circle’s meaning.

This sudden "bet" was both a rehearsal and a culling.

Just as the crowd’s uproar reached its zenith, a cold and domineering voice cut through the din.

It was Cang.

He hovered in the very center of the battlefield, his gaze sweeping over everyone present as he declared in a deep voice, "The Betting Order has appeared. This is a battle we cannot afford to lose!

You are all aware of the opportunity here. If a single person were to obtain all of it, it would be enough for them to forge an Indestructible Projection in a short time and break through directly to the Stellar level!

If we win, the entire warzone will benefit. Everyone will gain access to a High-Level Resource Origin!

And it will be exclusive access—only the Martial Artists from our five star systems will be allowed to enter!"

His words were forceful and resonant, instantly capturing everyone’s attention.

"Therefore,"

Cang’s tone shifted, taking on an air of self-evident finality. "I propose that everyone here abandons the contest for this opportunity.

I will be the one to enter and absorb all the [Barbarian Beast Fragments].

I will break through to the Stellar level in the shortest possible time and lead us all to victory in this wager!" ℯℯ𝑙.

As soon as he said this, the entire area fell into a moment of dead silence.

It was immediately followed by an explosion of derisive, unconcealed laughter, more raucous than anything that had come before.