344 Chapter 283: Gladiator King [1/2]
As the only ranking that judged the gap between oneself and others, it was undoubtedly the focus of everyone's attention.
However, at this moment, many players realized that firmly at the top of the rankings, Qingqiu suddenly disappeared from the top rank.
"What was going on?"
The sharp-eyed players were stunned.
They used to grit their teeth and complain about that ID. So they were a little at a loss for what to do when the person suddenly disappeared.
[Did that pervert Qingqiu provoke some boss and get killed?]
After that, no one cared who was currently at the top of the ranking board. It quickly scrolled down.
They found traces of Qingqiu on the last few pages of the list not long after.
Qingqiu, 930th, 780,000 points.
It bewildered several players.
[Why did it suddenly fall to the tail?]
[I remember that Qing Qiu's points were 3.78 million. Why did it suddenly become 780000? What about the remaining 3 million?]
[Hahaha, Qing Qiu must have spent 3 million points reviving the troops!]
[That guy could earn so many points in such a short time. How could he not pay the price?! I'm sure everyone knows how many it takes to revive a troop!]
[That makes sense. Qingqiu could not withstand the troop expenditure and used his points to revive his troops. Hahaha, that serves him right!!]
[The heavens finally have eyes. This pervert will have his day!]
[Brothers, work hard, don't let Qingqiu charge up again!]
[You spent 3 million points to revive the troop? Doesn't that mean Qingqiu has at least 10,000 rare soldier types? F*ck this pervert!]
As Qingqiu showed off his abilities repeatedly, the players used to pay attention to each other.
Like the top few wealthiest people on Planet Blue, countless people watched everything they did.
Richard's points had plummeted, just like how the rich were affected when it reduced their wealth.
[Damn, now that you're so rich, you know the pain.]
But the players didn't get excited for long.
Suddenly, they saw Qingqiu, which had only 780,000 points, swiftly raised in rank.
His points would jump up by a chunk every ten minutes or so.
The crowd that gloated suddenly fell silent again.
They recalled the first time they saw each other on the ranking board...
[Was it going to start again?]
Before they could even hope they would be lucky, Qingqiu's 900th ranking rose again.
800,600,500... At 11 o'clock in the evening, his ranking shot up to 100.
The players who gloated earlier now felt like they had eaten two pounds of flies.
[F*ck! This damn pervert!]
[Are you using them to make fun of us?]
All of them gritted their teeth. They wished they could hack Qingqiu to death.
[Ding~ Your subordinate has killed a void hunter (glorious). You have obtained 50 points.
[Ding~]
A series of notifications rang out, and the troops immediately gathered the corpses on the ground. Someone would send them to the land of quicksand later.
Richard landed on the ground and put the dark crystal into the system space.
After a few hours of battle, his points finally rose to 1 million.
His fighting spirit was exceptionally high on his obsession with earning points to buy treasures.
Richard temporarily stopped his operation after he cleared the monster base.
He opened the attribute panel.
There was a notification that constantly flashed red.
[Ding~ Your points have entered the top 1 million. In half an hour, the system will select you to join the death arena fighting ring to fight with other lords.]
[Please select the unit type to participate in the gladiator fight.]
[Note 1: Each overlord can only lead three squadrons and three heroes to participate.]
[Note 2: After the death arena fighting ring opens, every lord's territory will still face the enemy's attack. Please be careful.]
The instance dungeon event was about to begin.
Richard had to stay for some time to rest.
He retracted his thoughts and turned his head to signal to the ground.
"Gunter, return to Twilight City immediately after you send these corpses to the land of quicksand."
"Yes, Lord."
Richard waved his hand after Gunter left with its troops.
"The rest of you, return to the city."
Richard rode on Alves and landed on the city wall. He pondered as he stared at the busy residents in the city.
He could only choose to bring three squadrons of soldiers to the death arena fighting ring, which was still too few.
As he deeply thought, he looked at the skeleton blood dragon that flew in the sky.
He had to bring along these 30 1-star glorious-level soldiers.
Two hundred seventy left... He turned to look at the troops on the city wall and weighed up.
There were many choices available now.
Cavalrymen–giant axe death knights.
Long-range troops–sand condensation archers.
Warriors–bandaged mummies, scorpion warriors, heavy sword warriors.
Spellcaster troops–wild sand mages.
Every troop type had its characteristics, and there was a reason to bring someone or not.
After some thought, Richard's eyes returned to sanity.
"There are only three squadrons. There's no need to bring all the soldiers."
He should still focus on cooperation.
"The troops to capture the monster strongholds have been integrated. We need to split them up again every time.
"This time, I'll bring 30 skeleton blood dragons, 135 dark gargoyles, and 135 undead soldiers."
He felt a little helpless after he decided. Three squadrons were too few...
If he can get a place in a brigade, then the battle power in their hands can be raised by several levels.
However, if they entered the death arena fighting ring this time, the enemy would still attack Twilight City.
They had to leave troops to guard the place, so that was the only way.
