346 Chapter 284: Livestream On
The moment the system notification sounded...
All the players chosen felt their vision blur, and when they reopened their eyes, they were in a new environment.
The snow-capped mountains, the blue waves of the island, the forest that covered the sky, the boundless grasslands...
There were countless terrains of all kinds.
In the death arena fighting ring.
The players who did not enter the arena noticed that a new section had appeared on the forum.
In the live broadcast section.
As one clicked on it, one could see several Livestream rooms.
There was a group of players in each room. And one million people meant 10,000 live broadcast rooms.
The players eliminated from the instance dungeon also saw this scene.
They were instantly interested, and countless people swarmed in.
There were too many players. Even if there were tens of thousands of rooms, hundreds of millions of people were in each room on average.
It was an exaggeration.
[Hahaha, we can even send bullet comments? It is so interesting. Why didn't you activate this function earlier? Is there anyone who wants to test the waters?]
[I didn't expect such a benefit even if the system eliminated me. Little brats, kill each other and try your best to please me!]
[Quick! Quick, see if there's a camera angle adjustment function. I just saw someone wear a short skirt…]
[Who knows which room Qingqiu is in?]
The privy players plagued the forum.
The players who watched this death arena were very excited and curious.
In each room, one looked for his acquaintances or big shots on the ranking board to watch.
It was the same for the participants.
After they entered various strange terrains, they immediately became alert and explored with great interest.
The nature faction players looked for forests to hide. Undead players took out corpses from their storage bags to recruit undead. The fortress faction assembled their machines and cleared the cannons...
There were different races, troops, and ways of dealing with them.
Richard's eyes focused again, and he looked around vigilantly.
His pupils reflected on the scene in front of him.
In front of him was a patch of black mud and countless muddy shallow puddles. The faint mist in the air limited his vision to two to three hundred meters.
He looked around and saw that plants surrounded him. There were pink flowers that grew on the lush water gourds, and the green leaves had drops of crystal water.
The green vines with copper coin-sized leaves grew and spread around. Some dwarf plants writhed with them. Some covered the mud surface, which left behind a green space.
If it weren't for the pungent smell in the air, perhaps the scene in front of them would be worth a few more glances.
[Ding~ You have entered the death arena fighting ring. Current terrain: Swamp.]
[Every hour, the system will conduct a check. In the arena, if the number of surviving lords is less than or equal to 10, it will automatically promote the remaining lords.]
[Ding~ The system will activate the live broadcast function in one minute. The lords outside the death arena can automatically choose any player to watch.]
[The lord who receives the most views in each battle will receive 1 million ordinary points. The second place will receive 800,000, the third 500,000, and the fourth to tenth places will receive 300,000.]
[The audience cannot get information about the lord and his subordinates, but they can know the level of the monsters in the arena.]
[Ding~ A distinct boss will guard the center of every arena. Killing the boss will give you additional rewards.]
[Ding~ Current number of players alive: 100, please take note.]
A string of system notifications jolted Richard to attention.
[One hundred would be placed in the same area to fight for the top 10 and then advance to the next round.]
This setting was quite interesting.
The only thing that made him frown was the live broadcast function.
His thoughts moved.
The yellow sand on his body glowed.
At that moment.
The sand hidden in the mud began to float up.
Slowly, it surrounded him.
Under the effect of magic, it cleared away the stench of the gravel. It turned into clean and pure yellow sand.
A small amount of sand floated on his face. It made his appearance blurry.
His face regained its calm after he had done all this.
He didn't like to reveal everything about himself to others... However, the first place with the most viewers would receive a reward of 1 million points. It slightly tempered him.
If he could get first place in five rounds of popularity, he could directly exchange for a 5-stars treasure from the black-robed merchant.
Nothing seemed bad...
With this in mind, he immediately adjusted his thoughts.
The players outside could not see the attributes of the players inside the arena. So there was nothing to worry about it.
He retracted his thoughts and turned to look to his side.
Gunter led three small teams of dark gargoyles to scout the surroundings. "Report back immediately if you find any enemies!"
Gunter, wrapped in blood-colored bandages, immediately left.
Richard waited again, stupefied.
With a thought, the sand beside him dragged him straight into the sky.
He rushed into the clouds.
Five hundred meters in the air.
Richard's field of vision widened.
The white mist in the swamp stopped at this height and did not rise any further.
He looked into the distance.
Above them was the blue sky, cloudless for miles.
Below him was a sea of fog with rolling waves.
Heaven and earth seemed divided at this moment.
At the end of his sight, there was no second scene.
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[Steamed Bun Lover] felt a little regretful and could not enter the death arena fighting ring.
Unfortunately, although the top one million on the ranking board didn't appear high, it was a competition fought by tens of billions of people. It was honestly one in ten thousand.
Although he was not considered weak, he suffered too many casualties when he attacked the monster stronghold the dark crystal guarded. He could no longer compare to the first team.
Moreover, even if he was allowed to enter now, with the quality of his troops, he could not achieve any good results.
Therefore, he had let it go.
Moreover, he was more concerned about earning more points than entering the death arena fighting ring...
Even though he had managed to withstand this round of monster attacks.
But what about the next round?
He was not willing to spend points to revive the dead troops.
If the points were to resurrect the troops, how would it solve the big problem after they left the instance dungeon?
He had initially wanted to seek refuge with the big boss of the territory–Qingqiu, but he could not find an opportunity.
When he saw that the Livestream was on, he immediately started it.
He did not care about the others and went straight to the room where Qingqiu was.
As expected, it immediately revealed the room number of the person, the focus of everyone's attention.
560.
[Steamed Bun Lover] clicked to enter.
A swamp came into view.
It was the perspective of an elf girl. The viewer looked down from the sky and saw the troops the other party carried.
[Steamed Bun Lover] had no interest in the elf with the big chest and immediately scrolled down from the perspective of the 100 players to the right.
He immediately saw the familiar ID in the middle... Qingqiu.
His mind jolted, and he chose to enter.
After he entered the Livestream room, he glanced at the current number of viewers on the upper left corner of the screen.
500 million.
It omitted the last few numbers.
He was full of praise in his heart.
It was a battle with over a million participants. And it was only the beginning. Qingqiu alone had attracted 500 million people to watch.
How exaggerated was its influence?
[Steamed Bun Lover's] mood fluctuated as he collected his thoughts.
Know yourself and know your enemy. If you want to rely on this big shot, it's best to know what the other party lacks...
When he entered the Livestream room, he saw a yellow light that surged out of the other party's body.
Then, tons of sand wrapped around him and shot into the sky.
In an instant, the scenery in the sky appeared before his eyes.
However, no one cared about the scenery at this moment, and Qingqiu's actions instantly shrouded the bullet screen.
[F*ck! What kind of skill is this? It's so cool!]
[Is Qingqiu a spell caster? No wonder he's so strong…]
[Tsk, it's so sour! I'm a level 8 mage. But I can't even leave the ground, let alone fly…]
In the next second, a scene that made the audience even more shocked appeared. After the figure wrapped in yellow sand fell from the sky, it stunned the audience.
The troops behind the figure appeared in the live broadcast room.
When the audience saw the mighty skeleton blood dragons, the bullet screen immediately covered the image.
[Am I blind? Was that an undead dragon? There's someone who can recruit such a top-tier troop rank now?]
[Tsk, these are at least glorious-level troops! Do you have to be so exaggerated? Even the highest grade in my troops is rare!]
[F*ck! Thirty undead dragons? And there was one bigger than the other undead dragons. Dragon hero? Is this Qingqiu's true strength?]
Expressions of bewilderment continued to flood the [Forum Chat].
The fight with other players had not started yet, but when they saw Richard's troops, they knew they had to fight.
The players in the Livestream room drooled.
When [Steamed Bun Lover] saw this, he pouted.
[What do you country bumpkins know? Qingqiu bosses can even kill a level 16 void hunter instantly!]
[When you see the other party's true strength, won't you be so scared it will pull out your tongue?]
An inexplicable sense of pride rose in his heart...
