Upon hearing this, Nie Xiaoruan, Xu Xijun, and Zhao Zhongming immediately followed them and stepped into the space door.
As for Xiao Qinshan, Qin Zixuan had already shot him on the shoulder the moment he opened his mouth.
After a familiar moment of nothingness, Qin Zixuan felt the earth again, but his eyes were still dark.
This kind of darkness is very strange. It is not a question of whether there is light or not, but an absolute darkness.
It was as if a person, Qin Zixuan, had been erased from his spirit and will.
Qin Zixuan was feeling a little uncomfortable when a flash of colorful light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his vision recovered immediately.
What he saw was a bunch of panicked and anxious players, and a huge open-air duel field as big as a stadium.
Obviously, the vision of other players has not recovered at this moment. The reason why he can see is probably due to his absolute will.
And this duel arena, or should be called a giant colosseum, is all black and brown, like a giant rock carved with knives and axes.
The inner wall is tens of seconds high, and the upper part is densely covered with sharp rock thorns, eliminating any possibility of escaping. The ground is hard and flat, and is inlaid with icons of death battles involving axes and swords.
The moment he saw the first scene in this secret land in the north, Qin Zixuan couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart.
Dark duel field, could it be...
Qin Zixuan thought of something, but at this moment, not far in front of him, Xu Sijun, Nie Xiaoruan, and Zhao Zhongming entered the field almost at the same time.
In this way, he immediately stepped over to the three of them, and then spoke on the team channel.
"Xiao Ruan, Sanyou, Lao Zhao, follow me to the edge!"
Hearing Qin Zixuan's words in the team channel, Nie Xiaoruan subconsciously stretched out his right hand and lit a red flame, trying to increase the brightness and confirm Qin Zixuan's identity.
Unfortunately, this move did not help their vision at all.
Because they cannot see, the problem is not on the physical level, but on the spiritual level.
To put it simply, their eyes can only see black at the moment, and everything in their eyes is the purest black.
"It's me, don't move around, hold on to the vines!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Zixuan shared his vision with Xiao Qinshan, who naturally and immediately grew vines to connect everyone together.
Hearing Qin Zixuan's voice again and grabbing the cold vines, the three of them suddenly felt a sense of security.
"Boss, what's going on with us? Are we blind?"
Xu Xijun rubbed his eyes with one hand, but his eyes were still dark. If it weren't for the touch, he wouldn't even know if he really rubbed his eyes.
Nie Xiaoruan and Zhao Zhongming also looked nervous when they heard this.
"It's not that I'm blind, it's because of the venue. It should recover later!"
Qin Zixuan responded again, and then began to pull the three of them towards the edge of the Colosseum.
At this time, there were more and more players in the field, and the chaos and clamor became louder and louder.
"What's going on? Why am I blind!"
"It's not just you, I seem to be blind too!"
"Is everyone blind?"
"No, I'm not blind. This feeling is strange to you!"
"Fuck, who stepped on me!"
"Pfft!"
"Something hit me!"
"My mother-in-law, it hurts so much, it's bleeding, I'll fuck you to death!"
"when!"
In an instant, the duel ground fell into chaos.
As for Qin Zixuan and his party, because of their normal vision, they quickly avoided the chaotic players and came to sit down at the edge of the relatively empty Colosseum.
It was only at this time that Qin Zixuan suddenly saw a huge number in the sky.
A number made up of white clouds that is beating rapidly as players continue to teleport in.
No, it's not a number, it should be said to be a set of numbers.
20599/300…20600/300…20601/300!
A group of strange numbers in which the first digit jumps rapidly and the last digit is fixed at 300.
The moment he saw this set of numbers, Qin Zixuan almost subconsciously said: "Dark Death Fight, so that's what it is!"
At this moment, everyone was on the edge, Qin Zixuan did not deliberately whisper, and the three people around him naturally heard his voice.
Nie Xiaoruan, who had hated darkness since he was a child, immediately asked: "Zixuan, what is this? Do you have any new discoveries?"
Qin Zixuan sighed slightly and said: "I have to say, this rule is damning. Look up at the sky!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately looked up, and then they saw the set of numbers.
"21010/300, boss, what do you mean?"
Xu Sijun didn't know why and asked again.
Zhao Zhongming and Nie Xiaoruan also subconsciously looked towards the direction of Qin Zixuan's voice, wanting to listen carefully to his answer.
"Think for yourself first!"
But Qin Zixuan did not give an answer, but asked them to think about it themselves.
Looking at the rapidly beating numbers in the sky, the three of them fell into silence.
"Could it be..."
Soon, maybe less than five seconds, Nie Xiaoruan suddenly had an idea and spoke almost subconsciously.
"What's going on? Sister Ruan, you've thought of it, tell me now!"
"If you guessed it correctly, the first number is the number of players in the dark area, and the latter number may be the number that will survive in the end!"
As soon as these words came out, Xu Sijun and Zhao Zhongming were stunned.
"What do you mean, this stupid rule means that if you forget 20,000, you can only live 300 in the end?"
At this moment, Xu Xijun's face was red and furious.
Zhao Zhongming also had a serious look on his face, and the corners of his eyes couldn't stop twitching. He was obviously very angry.
Yes, anyone who encounters such a situation will definitely be in trouble!
More than 20,000 is not a number, it is a living person, a living player!
In the end, I could only survive 300!
What the hell is this survival rate? It’s too low!
However, the most cruel thing is that Qin Zixuan hasn’t said it yet!
From what he has observed so far, this level is mostly about letting the players in the Colosseum kill each other.
That's right, from 20,000, killing each other to 300.
Of course, this is just his guess at the moment, and if possible, he hopes it's not the case.
Because when it comes to that point, he may be able to resist it, but most of the people in the field, and even the three cannon fodder under his command, may not be able to resist it and collapse directly.
But some things always backfire.
When the first group of numbers in the sky stopped beating completely, and countless players discovered and began to discuss the meaning of this number, a blood-red black Trojan appeared in the sky.
"Hello, we meet again, I am your game manager, Black Trojan!"
"Welcome, my dears, to the Northern Secret Realm of Jinsha Bafang Secret Realm. Now I will introduce to you, your first test in the Northern Secret Realm, blood-stained brave hearts!"