"The eighth round of trials is over."
"Please get ready."
"Current number of participants: 63 people."
It was cold and heartless, and the number of participants dropped sharply again.
But everyone has noticed something.
That is, many trialists died under the eighth round of attacks instead of exiting early.
This means that many people have misjudged their ability to survive.
An invisible emotion spreads called fear.
The last 63 awakened people looked struggling as they listened to the one-minute countdown that gradually sounded.
Some of them are confident that they can withstand another round, while others are holding on to luck and hoping that the next round of attacks will not be too targeted at them.
And some feel extremely stressed.
Really, can you still make it to the next round?
The injuries were serious.
If most physique systems didn't come with built-in recovery methods, they would have died from serious injuries and various negative effects.
In the Siberian war zone, a strong, giant-like awakened person gasped for air.
The pressure is too much.
The right of death is placed in their hands.
Although he felt that he could hold on any longer, he didn't dare to gamble anymore.
Now the ranking has been locked in the top 100, and the points gained are enough for him to use.
He had already turned on the gene lock
If you keep holding on, will you fight for the top ten?
Awards and honors are indeed tempting.
But what if everyone is much stronger than him?
Maybe one more round won't actually improve the ranking, but what should I do if I face danger?
Isolating all the trialists from seeing each other, suspicion and lack of information caused many awakened people to fall into a struggling situation.
It's okay if you have a companion. If your companion persists until now, they still have a reference standard.
However, most of the people who have survived until now are the best in each theater, and none of them can communicate with each other.
Self-doubt and random thoughts.
Will everyone be strong?
Will the difficulty be suddenly raised in the next round and the attack will not be increased according to the previous increase?
The constantly beating countdown is like a death knell.
"I"
Roaring in a low voice, he really didn't dare to gamble anymore.
"give up!"
The same scene appeared in various places in the trial.
With the final countdown of 3 seconds, the number of participants in the ninth round suddenly dropped to 11.
"a bunch of cowards"
The Olia war zone is like a combination of beetles and humans. The man huddled in the epidermal armor looked at the decreasing numbers with disdain.
With the characteristics of insect-like creatures, combined with the armor that looks like cheating, he has persisted until now.
"What is the Shield of the Awakened if it doesn't have the courage to face attacks!?"
Opening up the shell-like bone tissue on his back, a confident smile appeared on his lips.
"As expected, the next round of attacks should be a series of armor-piercing bullets, combined with second-level mutants."
"Or, high-energy laser?"
never mind.
As long as he protects his brain, he can survive even if he is blown into pieces.
Looking up at the sky, he even looked forward to the next round of attacks being stronger, and it would be best if he was the only one to survive.
In anticipation, the system prompts arrived as expected:
"The ninth round of attacks begins."
"Forecast of this attack:"
"Tactical nuclear bomb with a yield of 250,000 tons!"
In mid-air, an inconspicuous black dot slowly fell.
On the ground, the man's smile was stiff, as if he was a petrified statue, frozen in place.
"No!!!"

Chapter completed!