Cheng Shi's desire to survive suddenly erupted.

He immediately held his breath and closed his eyes, even covered his ears and threw out the lamp and dice the moment he raised his hand, switched his faith to the reflection in the "sea", and activated the gambling tool that would never be lost.

This set of movements was performed with extreme skill. Even hunters who were known for their agility would probably praise Cheng Shi with the word "beautiful" after seeing this scene.

But sometimes, beautiful movements are useless, especially in this sea of ​​desire, all the blessings of [fate] seem to be ineffective.

Cheng Shi failed to exchange places with the dice, and the sticky pulling force around him continued to pull him, as if trying to completely drag the fate weaver who had strayed into it into the abyss of desire. In desperation, the fate weaver had to switch back to the clown again, trying to gain a moment of freedom by blending into the smoke, but this also failed.

Cheng Shi's face was pale. He only felt a surge of fear, confusion, panic and despair in his heart. He instinctively slapped the "water" around him and tried his best to "swim" in a certain direction.

He didn't know where he was "swimming" to, he only knew that he didn't want to die here.

Perhaps it was because Cheng Shi's will to survive was too strong, or perhaps the blessing of [fate] finally evaporated the sea of ​​desire and found him again. In short, as he swam, he suddenly felt the change in the surrounding environment.

The temperature rose slightly, the resistance around me became smaller and smaller, and the fear in my heart gradually subsided. It seemed that I was out of trouble?

Cheng Shi was shocked and rushed forward with his legs. When he felt the touch of the "sea water" around him change from sticky to slippery, he finally realized that he had indeed left the "sea area" just now.

but!

The place where he is currently doesn't seem to be a good place either.

Because Cheng Shi was too familiar with this warm, slippery touch, this was definitely not hot spring mud from somewhere, but only...

Blood!

A pool of blood that almost turned into an ocean!

Cheng Shi's whole body tensed up and he instinctively swam towards the direction of buoyancy. The moment he rushed out of the water, he wiped his face and suddenly opened his eyes. Then, he saw that he was floating in the middle of a sea of ​​blood. Surrounding the sea of ​​blood were countless hills that stood like tumors and endless corpses all over the mountains and plains!

battlefield!

This is undoubtedly a battlefield!

Cheng Shi was shocked, his pupils suddenly shrank, and for a moment he almost fell back into the water because of his frozen movements.

This should not be the sea. It is just a depression under the hilly terrain. However, because the number of dead lives is so great, too many to be estimated, the trickles of water slowly accumulated and actually submerged the ground into the bottom of a sea of ​​blood.

"...Where is this?"

In fact, this is a very stupid question. When Cheng Shi realized that the "sea water" around him had turned into blood, he was basically sure who he was meeting.

He just didn't expect that the so-called throwing into the battlefield that he heard from his friends would actually be thrown in this way.

Throwing it up from the bottom of the sea?

Furthermore, the experience of being wrapped in the sticky sea water just now was definitely not the authority of [War]. It might have been His work, but that power definitely did not belong to [War].

Unless... He stole the authority of [Depravity]!

Cheng Shi's face became solemn. He didn't know if [War] was watching him from some corner, but before facing the God of [Civilization] directly, he had to find a safe place to stay first, so as not to encounter any unclean things in this sea of ​​blood.

Cheng Shi moved. He swam towards the nearest land and soon got out of the sea of ​​blood. He looked around at the remains of huge wild beasts that he did not recognize and the humanoid corpses that were as big as giants that he had never seen before, and frowned tightly.

Where on earth is this?

This place doesn't seem like the Island of Hope. Whether it's the species or the terrain, it seems like a completely new world.

Could this be His temple?

Did He treat the battlefield as His “living room”?

So why doesn't He show up? Does He prefer to observe the summoned players silently?

But isn't this something that only [Silence] would do?

No, you are a [War]... why are you beating around the bush even when summoning players?

Cheng Shi was numb. He had been standing here for a while, but he felt nothing except the fishy wind and hot air.

Just like what the chosen ones said before, [War] threw people onto the bloody battlefield and they never showed up again.

As time passed, Cheng Shi felt a little at a loss. He was afraid that some unpredictable changes would occur on the battlefield and he would be dragged into it. He was also afraid that if he escaped by other means, it would displease the observers behind the scenes. So he could only sit there like an unemployed clown, waiting for time to pass.

He was counting the time, and he had started counting from the moment he climbed ashore. He wanted to know whether this "War" who never showed up and didn't speak would really lock someone up for a night and then let him go safely. However, before his experiment was over, this speechless confinement was interrupted by external forces.

A pair of eyes filled with stars and spirals opened without warning in the horrifying sea of ​​blood. The moment the eyes opened, the starry sky in the eyes seemed to descend under the sea of ​​blood, causing the water in the sea of ​​blood that was stirred by the fishy wind to fall and pour into the unknown starry sky like a waterfall.

In just a moment, the blood of the entire world dried up.

The pair of eyes blinked slightly, looked coldly at a corner of this world, and asked in a tone as cold as the wind in the abyss:

"【War】, since you don't dare to fight me, why do you dare to imprison my believers?"

"......"

The world was a huge silence, and no one dared to respond to the question in those eyes.

Cheng Shi, on the other hand, felt relieved when he saw his benefactor coming. He stood up from the ground and praised his benefactor with a devout face:

“Praise [Destiny]!

The magnificent chapters handed down from generation to generation record your generosity, and the timeless poems sing the praises of your tolerance. Although your believers are now dishevelled and have no face to meet you, your pure piety still allows me to feel your glory and prompts me to instinctively greet you.

Your devout believer Cheng... eh eh eh..."

Before Cheng Shi could finish his words, he was coldly thrown into his own pupils by those eyes. As for this world that was no longer bloody, He sneered, left a word "boring", and disappeared as well.

After [Nothingness] left, a pair of eyes boiling with blood and fire opened above the sky. He frowned and looked at the place where Cheng Shi once stood, and said in a muffled voice:

"The desire to survive...

It is indeed a dull desire. ”

After saying this, the entire battlefield world and those eyes collapsed into the void.

...