Translator: AnubisTL
"Blood Sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Races?"
Chen Jiang paused, a flicker of surprise in his eyes as he scrutinized the sudden global event.
To be honest, the name alone didn't suggest a peaceful activity.
He'd been wondering why Feng Jiutian had suddenly gone quiet, not uttering a single word. Turns out, the Mechanical Race player had been lurking in the shadows, plotting something sinister.
He had to admit, the mechanical race was far more formidable than he'd imagined.
He hadn't even managed to identify all 96 alien races, let alone encounter many alien race players. Yet the mechanical race had already collected the heads of 96 alien race players?
Chen Jiang pushed aside his thoughts and focused on the event panel before him.
[Blood Sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Races]
[A global event triggered by the Ten Thousand Races Altar, a three-star item created by Mechanical Race Player Feng Jiutian.]
[Upon the event's commencement, each player will receive an altar. Killing alien race players grants one additional Blood Sacrifice Point. These points can be exchanged for rare and valuable items within the altar's shop.]
"Good luck."
Four simple lines of text.
It seemed like a straightforward gameplay loop: kill alien races, then exchange Blood Sacrifice Points for items.
Chen Jiang frowned slightly, deep in thought. A three-star item can trigger a global event?
His own three-star item, the World Tree, lacked the ability to trigger such a global event.
Even among three-star items, there were significant differences.
A faint sense of unease settled in his heart.
This event had been orchestrated by Feng Jiutian. The mechanical race had already participated in the previous Ten Thousand Races Arena, meaning they had likely experienced the Blood Sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Races Event before.
In other words, Feng Jiutian undoubtedly possessed insider knowledge far beyond their own.
Barring unforeseen circumstances, the event's top prize would almost certainly fall into Feng Jiutian's hands.
These repeat participants are truly irritating. Isn't this practically cheating?
What exactly does Feng Jiutian know?
Chen Jiang shook his head, falling silent. Instead, he gazed into the depths of the cavern, his expression unreadable.
"Why does Feng Jiutian always pop up and make a scene when no one wants to deal with him?" Scar Dog muttered beside Chen Jiang, his expression equally displeased.
It was clear to everyone that Feng Jiutian knew more about the inner workings of this situation than they did, and that was precisely what irked them.
Meanwhile, in a secluded valley within the wilderness, Feng Jiutian stood respectfully before the image of an elderly man projected on a screen, bowing his head reverently. "Thank you, Elder, for granting me this opportunity."
"No need," the old man replied, shaking his head slightly, his voice hoarse. "This opportunity was originally intended for Yan Pomen, but considering your recent setbacks, this serves as both consolation and compensation."
"After all, you are my grandson."
"Regarding the Blood Sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Races, I have only one point to emphasize."
"To prevent leaks, only a select few are aware of this operation. The plan will be executed by you twelve fate holders."
"Your sole objective is to exchange as many one-star items as possible from the Altar Shop."
"Understood?"
"Yes!"
Feng Jiutian nodded respectfully, his voice low and firm. "Elder, rest assured. I guarantee the mission will be executed flawlessly."
"Go then. The original plan was to first secure the top ranking on the seven-day race kill rankings and then trigger the event. But Chen Jiang's sudden appearance has forced us to move the timeline forward slightly."
"It's not a major issue."
"Don't be too tense. We old bones have everything covered. This is just a minor skirmish. Relax, it's all small stuff."
"Yes!"
After hanging up, Feng Jiutian's face regained its usual confidence, showing no trace of the setback caused by Chen Jiang.
During the Blood Sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Races Event, each player's Altar Shop contained a wealth of rare items available for exchange, ranging from one-star to even four-star items.
However, these items were not unlimited. Each had a fixed quantity, and once all units were exchanged, the item would disappear from the shop entirely.
Their primary objective this time was precisely those one-star items within the Altar Shop.
They were:
A broken wooden sword. A triggerless pistol. A magic staff drained of its power. A hammer missing its handle. * A flamethrower that sputtered and choked.
These five one-star items were utterly useless. As weapon-class one-star items, they possessed no offensive capabilities whatsoever.
They seemed to have been placed in the Altar Shop as a joke.
Their exchange prices were significantly lower than other one-star items.
During the previous Ten Thousand Races Arena's Blood Sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Races Event, almost no one bothered to exchange for these items.
After all, no one would waste precious Blood Sacrifice Points earned from killing alien race players on utterly useless one-star items, no matter how cheap they were.
Even though these items were incredibly cheap.
In the previous Ten Thousand Races Arena, near the end of the Blood Sacrifice Event, a powerful player who had slaughtered countless alien race players suddenly realized that in his bloodlust, he had failed to notice that the shop's items were limited in quantity.
The Altar Shop had been completely emptied.
The powerful player, who had slain countless alien race players, could only clench his massive stockpile of Blood Sacrifice Points in bitter frustration, staring at the utterly barren Altar Shop.
All that remained were a few three-star and four-star items he couldn't afford, and a handful of one-star items that were utterly useless to him.
But there was no choice.
Blood Sacrifice Points became worthless after the event ended.
To avoid wasting them, the player reluctantly exchanged all his points for those useless one-star items.
Then, as the Blood Sacrifice of the Ten Thousand Races Event concluded, a miracle occurred.
The seemingly worthless, nearly discarded one-star items suddenly offered the option to merge.
The choice was obvious!
Merging them resulted in a single, powerful three-star item!
The player, who had initially suffered a setback, now reaped unexpected rewards, his grin so wide it threatened to split his face.
Their goal this time was to collect all five incomplete one-star items from the Altar Shop, which would yield five powerful three-star offensive items!
Simple enough.
This plan was virtually foolproof.
The reason was obvious: no sane person would waste precious Blood Sacrifice Points on seemingly useless incomplete one-star items.
Chen Jiang was already in the city above ground.
The event would begin in three hours.
Although they didn't know exactly what Blood Sacrifice Points were for, earning more couldn't hurt. Fortunately, they were currently in a densely populated mechanical race city, ensuring no shortage of Blood Sacrifice Points.
The only thing to watch out for was securing the one-star item molds quickly. Otherwise, when the city-wide slaughter began, these items would be destroyed.
Once chaos erupted, finding the one-star item molds would become impossible.
(End of the Chapter)
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