But the bigger change is the addition of victory rewards.
[Execution punishment reserved]
[New Duel Reward: The victor can choose to have the defeated player and their followers join the victor's world, or bring their own followers to join the defeated player's world.]
The players' expressions instantly became very subtle. Everyone keenly sensed that this was a process of nurturing and integrating, focusing on nurturing players worth nurturing, and then bringing together valuable powerhouses and their races.
While victors can join the world of the defeated, that's an option, after all, why would a victor join a weaker world...?
Before the players could think further, the fragments of light in the air coalesced into a new pattern.
Fox tail and acorn.
Snow Village Fog Blade and Forest Maple Syrup.
Like most of the previous duels, the two looked at each other, each with something to say.
The first to speak was Mistblade: "If I were the one to lose, would you execute Moonfox?"
Although it is a question, the tone is like recounting the ending of a story.
She was too rational by nature and never believed that the measures taken to preserve part of the forest land back then would make Oak Owl let go of his hatred, especially since Maple Syrup was someone who loved and hated intensely.
As she expected, Maple Syrup, standing opposite her, gave a definite answer: "Yes."
Her hometown may fade, but in her heart there is a crimson forest that will never fade.
Even knowing that Fogblade had a better chance of winning the match, she disdained to lie. She was naturally stubborn and could not back down.
Mist Blade was not surprised by this answer. Three blood mist longswords slowly condensed, and she sighed out of the blue, "We, the friends in the tranquil mountains, are a pair of good friends."
In another world, in another possibility, we have no enmity and our relationship is quite good.
Maple Syrup understood her meaning. The tip of her spear turned into flames. The tyrant remained expressionless, but her tone softened slightly. She said, "It should be so."
As soon as she finished speaking, her heavy boots slammed into the ground, and she charged towards Mist Blade, who did the same.
The clock face was filled with the sounds of weapons clashing and skills exploding. Flames and blood mist danced and collided on the clock face, and neither of them held back.
Maple Syrup dislikes losing, and so does Mistblade; the latter doesn't even dare to be careless in the slightest.
The question she asked before the battle began was not a polite greeting, but rather a sign of her respect and recognition of Maple Syrup, this combat genius.
Some beings are born extraordinary. From the moment they appear, everyone looks at them, and everyone's heart is filled with alarm.
Just as one might seek out songs while enjoying wine, so too does one seek out maple syrup from Senhai.
She didn't know how many divine lessons Senhai Maple Syrup had received, but she knew that after each game, the opponent's combat ability would greatly improve. Even without divine lessons, Maple Syrup would absorb and learn everything she could from each battle.
Maple Syrup was able to quickly establish herself in Zeeland with Oak Owl not because of her tyranny or ruthlessness, but because of her strength.
Even though the initial Maple Sugar was no match for them, neither Zelan Kufu nor she could bear to kill such a player who could bring huge benefits to Zelan. All the leaders of several races combined were not as important as Maple Sugar.
After several joint training sessions, they both realized that what they had learned from the gods was no match for each other, so they tacitly competed in martial arts rather than magical skills.
Both of their health points dropped rapidly. After eliminating the influence of attribute differences, Maple Sugar was still at a disadvantage despite Mist Blade's all-out effort, but the gap between her and Mist Blade was not so large as to cause despair.
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It's not over yet; she will never give up so easily.
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