One night passed quickly. When the rising sun slowly rose from the eastern coastline, Han Jiulin and others all came to the southeastern coast and watched the rising sun from a distance.
At this time, the rising sun has not yet completely dispelled the darkness.
The sound of waves lapping at the shore, one after another, and the sea breeze blowing against my face still brought some coolness.
Han Jiulin looked at Ye Zhaoling. At this time, the weak but golden light of the morning sun hit her forehead, making her look bright and asked: "How do you feel now?"
Ye Zhaoling shook his head and smiled: "It's okay, it's normal. I don't feel uncomfortable at all."
Han Jiulin nodded and said: "The sunlight is still too weak now, let's look at it later."
The few of them waited for a long time. When the sun rose high and the sunlight swept away all the darkness, it was completely bright. Ye Zhaoling was bathed in the sunlight and still did not feel any discomfort. Han Jiulin was completely relieved.
Immediately, he looked at Xing Tian, nodded and said: "Contact the arbitrators of the Battle of the Gods and tell them that the game has ended early."
"yes!"
Xing Tian nodded, took out his satellite phone and dialed the arbitrator.
When he landed on the island before, the arbitrator gave the contact information to the twenty-four contestants for emergencies, and it came in handy now.
"End the game early?"
When the arbitrator arrived at Rondo Island in a speedboat, he was somewhat surprised.
He looked at the three Han Jiulin, as well as Arhat and Plato, the two Tianzhu Buddhas and Counts of the Blood Tribe, with strange expressions on their faces, and asked: "Is your game over?"
This is a battle of the gods. Ordinary people dare not approach it or monitor it. Therefore, these arbitrators have no idea how much happened on Rondo Island in the past day.
Among the few news I know, there are three people from the Western European Pantheon. One died and the other was injured, and they were the first to abstain from the game.
And last night, it seemed that Karsus, the leader of the Holy See's Knights of Light, also went to sea and abstained from voting. However, Karsus left Bermuda directly overnight, so they had only a little knowledge and did not understand the specific situation.
But other than that, no one left the island.
Originally, judging from the intensity of the battles between the gods in previous years, this game would take at least two or three days to determine the final winner and loser. It was dragged on to the fourth or even fifth day.
It is possible.
But this time it was something new. Only one day and one night had passed, and the game was about to end early.
Seeing the bracelets that Han Jiulin and Arhat each took out, the arbitrator secretly smacked his lips. The two of them had a total of twenty-two bracelets, excluding Karsus who left the island.
Now there is only one person whose bracelet has not been taken away by two people.
Their two forces have almost snatched away everyone's bracelets, leaving no way for others to survive!
"Where are the others?"
one arbitrator asked.
Han Jiulin replied calmly: "Except for Marshall from the United States and a few people who left the island, everyone who survived is in front of you."
"All dead?"
The five arbitrators all changed their colors and looked at Han Jiulin in shock.
Han Jiulin nodded and said, "Yes, they are all dead."
An arbitrator wiped the sweat from his head and said: "We have to verify this matter."
Those who came to participate in the Battle of the Gods were all the strongest from all the major powers. Although the previous Battles of the Gods were brutal, half of the casualties were exaggerated. However, this time, more than half of them were killed, and several forces from all sides were killed.
The representative team was completely wiped out.
If so many people really died, it would definitely cause an uproar among high-level figures in the entire world!
This matter is too exaggerated and must be verified clearly and reported.
Han Jiulin nodded to express his understanding and said, "I know the location of everyone's death. I can take you to check everyone's body."
One of the arbitrators shook his head and declined Han Jiulin's kindness: "No, no, as long as the game is over, we can take over the entire island very quickly, and the search will be quick."
At this time, in the eyes of these people, Han Jiulin is a butcher and a murderer. They are not willing to have too much contact with Han Jiulin and are taboo.
Soon, a large number of helicopters flew over Rondo Island to inspect the situation of the entire island.
Within two hours, the arbitrator found every dead body on the island and took photos and recorded them.
At this moment, Marshall, who fled the battlefield yesterday and hid alone, finally came out.
"Is the game over?
I wonder where I can rank if I have a bracelet now?"
Marshall looked at Han Jiulin and the others with some vigilance, came to the arbitrator, and asked with a smile.
"third."
one arbitrator replied.
"Third, it's pretty good, very good."
Marshall showed a smile and was very satisfied with the result.
Immediately, he looked at Han Jiulin and said, "Mr. Han, we will arrive at Hamilton Island soon. How about we find a place to have a cup of coffee and chat?"
Han Jiulin glanced at Marshall and said, "Sorry, I don't like coffee."
Marshall was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "It doesn't matter what you drink, what matters is what I want to talk to you about."
"Isn't it just a matter of vitality?"
Han Jiulin snorted: "Sorry, I'm not interested in talking to you Americans about this matter."
After saying that, he called Han Jiulin and Xing Tian to board the helicopter and leave the island.
After walking a few steps, he looked back at Plato and said in a deep voice: "You, follow me!"
Plato's heart twitched suddenly, and he said with a shy smile: "Master Han, I still have something to do, so I won't be with you."
Han Jiulin's face darkened and he said coldly: "I'll say it one last time, follow me!"
"Okay, okay, I get it!"
Plato was startled and did not dare to say more, and followed Han Jiulin obediently.
Han Jiulin didn't kill Plato, not just because he kept his promise.
He mainly wanted to bring Plato back to China, control him, and keep him under strict supervision.
If something strange happens to Ye Zhaoling in the future, Plato, as a vampire, will be able to provide some information to Han Jiulin.
Han Jiulin, the others, and Arhat left one after another in helicopters. After Marshall pursed his lips, he also found a helicopter and boarded it.
The war of the gods, after a day and night of fierce fighting, was declared over.
In this competition, the top three are China, Tianzhu, and the United States.
In addition, the remaining five teams all had no rankings!
In this battle of the gods, among the twenty-four strong men, a total of two people were seriously injured and fifteen people died!
The level of cruelty has reached the highest level ever!
This news quickly spread back to the ears of the leading figures in China, Japan, the United States, Eastern Europe, Western Europe and other great powers.