Tens of thousands of intermediate planes participate in the plane war.
In the Nawu plane, the best in the past was to achieve more than 500 places, which is already a pretty good result.
Even though the plane battlefield ranking does not represent the entire strength of a plane, it can still be representative to a certain extent.
Just one plane battlefield can make Chen Fan feel how vast the spiritual world is.
He couldn't help but ask: "I wonder if you, Lord of Destruction, have ever been to the Great Plane. How big is the Great Plane?"
The Lord of Destruction was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then said:
"The five major planes, our Nawu Plane belongs to the God of Life Realm. It is the smallest among the five major planes, but it is thousands of times larger than our Nawu Plane, and there are countless masters at the main god level.
, at least thousands..."
Chen Fan had countless thoughts swirling in his heart, and he was even more amazed at the vastness of the spiritual world.
At the same time, more ambitions arose in my heart.
Five god kings can be born in the spiritual world.
Why can't I be the sixth one?
With the talent to hang up, he also has enough confidence in himself!
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In the far north of the Nawu plane, there is no severe cold, but it is an extreme environment filled with high temperatures.
Therefore, in the far north, only some creatures with powerful enough racial talents can survive.
Ordinary animals and plants cannot exist at all
That’s why it’s a piece of yellow sand here.
But in the yellow sand, there is a magnificent palace built by the founder.
Inside the palace.
In a wide square, densely packed figures gathered.
Each of these existences exudes a magnificent and powerful aura of rules.
Chen Fan followed the Lord of Destruction to the square, and his eyes could not help but narrow.
The people present were all masters at the god level, and there were hundreds of them.
There are even very few people at the lower god level among them, and they are basically masters of mid-level gods and above.
With the arrival of the Lord of Destruction, all the gods were extremely polite.
"Lord God, someone is coming!"
"Lord God!"
The Lord of Destruction waved his hand lightly: "Today is the day when the plane battlefield officially opens. Everyone is going to participate in the plane battlefield. Maybe many of you already know the rules of the plane battlefield, but I still have to say it again...
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"The plane battlefield lasts for 30,000 days and nights. Gods from various planes will be transported to a special plane for melee."
"No one can return early before the plane war is over."
Thirty thousand days and nights is almost a hundred years. This battlefield will last for a long time.
As the Lord of Destruction spoke, he waved his hand, and with the stirring aura, special medal-like items were seen flying into the hands of various gods like a goddess scattering flowers.
There was also one more in front of Chen Fan.
Chen Fan held it in his hand. The medal was golden, forged from a special metal, and extremely strong.
"This object is called the Battlefield Medal. If you drop your blood, it can be refined and leave your own aura. The golden medal is also the status symbol of our Life God Realm camp. In the battlefield, medals from the same camp can sense each other..."
"All gods participating in the plane battlefield will hold a medal. The colors of the medals of different major camps are different."
"Medals of different colors are symbols of merit and can be exchanged for various treasures..."
The rules of the plane battlefield are very simple. Just defeat the enemy and steal the medals. The more medals you steal, the higher the merit value will be.
It's just that the actual situation to be considered is much more complicated...
For example, after you snatch the medal, you may have to worry about whether the masters from the same camp will take action against you.
Also, it is meaningless for you to get medals from the same camp from your opponents.
Even if you defeat an extremely powerful opponent, you may not gain much.
Chen Fan also immediately forced out a drop of blood and dropped it into the golden medal.
The aura on the golden medal flourished, and then naturally integrated into Chen Fan's body.
In the plane battlefield, only by killing the enemy can you get the golden medal in the opponent's body!
The golden medal not only senses the auras of masters from the same camp, but also records maps of some plane battlefields and some basic information about the battlefield...
The Lord of Destruction briefly explained the rules, then waved his hand, and with a flickering spiritual light, a dark door suddenly rose up in the open space in the center of the square.
"This is the door of darkness. Through this door, you will enter the special plane of the plane battlefield. Go, gods of the plane of Nawu, and fight for the glory of the plane of Nawu!"
The gods also scrambled one by one and quickly entered the door.
Chen Fan also followed the gods into the dark portal.
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After entering the portal, Chen Fan entered a special passage that shone with brilliant light.
Moving forward along the splendid passage, Chen Fan soon reached the end of the passage, where there was another door.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, Chen Fan felt a surge of terrifying pressure coming over him.
This is not a sudden attack, but the gravity of this plane is far greater than that of the Nawu plane.
Not only gravity, but Chen Fan's own consciousness was also greatly suppressed.
In this plane, Chen Fan's consciousness cannot even exceed the range of one kilometer.
As for the realm of God, he couldn't even expand it at all!
"Ordinary gods, even high-level gods, may not have one-tenth of my consciousness..."
Shaking his head, Chen Fan also began to look at the surrounding environment.
The place he was in was a military camp or something like that, surrounded by a large open space.
In addition to the dense crowds of people in the open space, there are huge space portals.
Chen Fan also sensed that these people were fused with the aura of medals belonging to the God Realm of Life.
These people are all from the same camp!
"There are a total of 300,000 affiliated planes in the five major planes participating in the plane war. If evenly distributed, there are 60,000 planes belonging to the God of Life, even if most of them are lower-level planes... participating gods
The number of experts is also quite outrageous!”
Chen Fan looked at the dense crowd around him, and even with his strength and knowledge, he felt an unspeakable sense of wonder.
God masters, in their own big world, even want to surpass the ultimate existence, but here, there are millions of them.
He is just a basic member of a special battlefield.
"What is the purpose of the five god kings joining forces to hold a plane battlefield? Is it to hone the gods of the attached planes?"
Chen Fan was also thinking.
Gathering the gods together to engage in war will inevitably lead to the loss and death of a large number of gods, and some of the most talented ones will also die young.
Chen Fan really felt that doing so was a bit too cruel.
"In other words, the five major planes and the five god-kings themselves are in conflict with each other. However, higher-level wars will only lead to worse results. So this is how to resolve the conflicts in the five major planes?"