vrcanaries Chapter 629, Continental No. 8125
Chapter 629, Continental No. 8125
"Brother Tian, are we not going to swipe anymore?" Celia asked.
"I'm not going to brush anymore. I'm going back to rest."
He walked through the north gate of the Great Gorge City, and the centurion guarding the gate saluted him. He nodded in response.
Lin Tian walked through the crowd and returned to his residence.
He pushed open the door and went inside.
Then close the door.
The noise outside was shut out through the door.
He brought up the system panel and glanced at the interface of the Battle of the Myriad Realms.
Third round status: About to begin.
Countdown: 29 minutes and 47 seconds.
He turned off the control panel, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.
It's not a rest.
It's about mentally reviewing all your skills, equipment, talents, and items.
To be fully prepared.
29 minute later.
The system prompt popped up again.
[Ding! The third round of the Interdimensional Battle is about to begin.]
[Transferring players to the Misty Continent. Please prepare.]
[Countdown: 10, 9, 8...]
The world channel was flooded with messages one last time.
"Brothers and sisters, see you in the Misty Continent!"
"Give it a good beating!"
"Charge!!!"
The countdown has reached zero.
Golden light rose once again from beneath each player's feet.
This time, the golden light neither flickered nor went out.
Warm, soft light enveloped everyone's body and slowly rose.
My vision gradually turned white.
Then, it disappeared.
When Lin Tian opened his eyes, he was standing on unfamiliar land.
The sky was hazy, as if shrouded in a thin mist, with sunlight filtering through the fog and casting dappled shadows on the ground.
A faint, indescribable smell permeated the air—not a putrid stench, not a floral fragrance, but a smell similar to a mixture of metal and earth.
In the distance, one can vaguely see rolling mountains and dense forests.
Further away, something was faintly visible in the fog.
He didn't know what it was.
But he soon found out.
A system notification popped up.
[Ding! Welcome to the Misty Continent.]
[The third round of the Battle for All Realms is about to begin. Please wait for all players to be teleported.]
Lin Tian raised his head and looked at the silhouette in the mist in the distance.
"bring it on."
......
Almost at the same second.
On another continent, the same golden teleportation light shone, enveloping thousands upon thousands of figures.
Mainland China No. 8125.
The world channel here is much quieter than the mainland channel 9527.
It's not that no one is talking, but rather that their channels don't have that much uproar, cursing, or gambling.
They simply confirmed a few things calmly before the teleportation—
"Is all the equipment repaired?"
"It's fixed."
"Did you bring enough medicine?"
"I've brought enough."
"Don't make any rash moves before the rules for the third round are released."
"understood."
It was as calm as an army about to go into battle, rather than a group of players waiting for the server to open.
For players on Continent 8125, the Battle for Supremacy is not a game.
At least, not just in games.
The player race living on this continent is called the Three-Eyed Race.
Their names come from the vertical eye in the center of their foreheads—not a decoration, not an ornament, but a gift they were born with.
Each of the three-eyed creatures' third eyes can sense the emotional fluctuations, magical flows, and combat intentions of other beings.
Advanced Triple-Eyed individuals can even predict their opponent's next move using their third eye, or detect subtle weaknesses in their opponent's defense during battle.
This innate fighting instinct gives the Three-Eyed Clan a natural advantage.
But the advantages don't stop there.
The opening date of Mainland China No. 8125 was a full four months earlier than that of Mainland China No. 9527.
A four-month time difference is a world of difference in the game.
While players on Continent 9527 were still figuring out the mechanics of level 35 dungeons, the top tier on Continent 8125 had already entered maps above level 50.
Their average level is 45.
The highest-level players have already reached level 55.
Their core fighting force consists of five players with SSS-rank talents.
Five people, all of whom are SSS-rank.
There are five mainland China numbers, 8125.
These five people are known as the "Five Pupils".
It wasn't because their third eye was bigger than others, but because they were like five eyes, watching over every inch of this continent, every enemy, and every opportunity.
……
After the golden light dissipated.
Players from Continent 8125 were also teleported to the same sky—the Misty Continent.
However, their landing point was not the same as the players on continent 9527.
This partitioning is a system feature implemented to prevent conflicts between the two sides before the game begins.
Each side occupies half of the Misty Continent, separated by a giant mountain range called the "Wall of Sighs".
The specific format for the third round has not yet been announced, but everyone knows that this war spanning the continent is about to begin.
The players of the Three-Eyed Clan gathered on a vast grassland.
The sky overhead was hazy, the fog was thinner than on the mainland side of 9527, and the visibility was higher.
In the distance, there are continuous mountain ranges, their outlines appearing and disappearing in the mist, like a row of crouching giant beasts.
The grass on the grassland was grayish-green, soft and spongy underfoot. There were no insects chirping or birds singing; it was eerily quiet.
But beneath this quiet, a massive, suppressed energy surged—the fighting spirit of nearly a million Three-Eyed Clan players.
Five figures stood at the very front of the entire group.
They stood casually, without deliberately forming any formation, but all the three-eyed players' eyes were unconsciously drawn to them.
Those were five people standing at the top of the pyramid.
……
……
"Is everyone here?"
The speaker had a deep voice and spoke slowly, each word sounding as if squeezed from the depths of his throat, carrying an undeniable certainty.
His name is Cangwu.
The leader of the Five Eyes, and the holder of the SSS-grade talent [Eye of Evolution].
His third eye was not a vertical slit, but a complete circle with a radiating pupil, like a miniature astrolabe. Each rotation of the pupil would project intricate geometric patterns.
Regarding his talent, there's a saying circulating among the Three-Eyed Clan players: "Cangwu has already won before the fight even begins."
It's not that he can actually win without fighting, but rather that the ability of the [Eye of Evolution] is simply too outrageous: three seconds after the start of a battle, his third eye can deduce all possible actions of his opponent in the next thirty seconds, as well as the optimal solution for each action.
It's not about predicting the future, but about deducing it.
Just like when playing chess, the computer can calculate all the possible variations dozens of moves ahead of you before you even place your piece.