In order to slay the dragon and advance to the competition, the warrior contestants in the stone maze gathered here. This was originally their advantage, but now the situation has reversed and worsened, the number of Zerg has increased, and the gathering has become a disadvantage for the warrior contestants. Taking this opportunity, not to mention catch everything in one net, at least two-thirds of the contestants were eliminated.
Unable to resist, let alone fight back... The existing warrior contestants clearly understand this.
The warrior camp has since collapsed, there is no possibility of cohesion.
The contestants are scattered all over the maze, hiding and concealing themselves. The Zerg army is also divided into large and small teams. While patrolling the maze, they are also chasing the traces of the surviving contestants. Once they find a human figure, they will send invisible signals to the surroundings, summon their companions, and attack together until the contestants are eliminated.
The audience in front of the light screen has been speechless.
Imagination: All the contestants hunt Su Yu.
Reality: Su Yu hunts all the contestants.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that there was a Interstellar Tournament contestant who could turn a special faction confrontation game map into a survival game map by themselves...
In the following time, every three days, Su Yu would receive a notification of the number of eliminated warrior contestants.
The later it got, the fewer the number of eliminated contestants in the system notification. This was normal. After a large number of eliminations, there were not many contestants left in the game. Su Yu was not in a hurry. He had enough time to wait. The next wave of Zergs would soon be hatched. By then, the patrol teams in the maze would only be more dense.
Half a month passed in a flash.
The number of contestants gradually decreased, the current number of contestants was already below 3 000.
[This year Star Tournament, it is estimated that there really is no final.]
Su Yu's strong performance in the competition increased the possibility of this statement. Therefore, this statement quickly spread on the Star Network. Whether it was the Interstellar Tournament audience or the ordinary people, they were all discussing it, both surprised and curious. This was really unprecedented. There had never been a situation where the Interstellar Tournament ended before the finals started.
The official high-level officials of the Interstellar Tournament felt that they had been relieved and could face any reality calmly... Then they heard this news, skipping the finals? The high-level officials were all in a bad mood. This is not okay, this is not possible!
The eyes of the entire galaxy are all focused on the Interstellar Tournament.
The noise from the outside world cannot affect the game. No matter how the spectators feel, they cannot change the reality. They can only watch the game continue. Every day, the number of Interstellar Tournament contestants is decreasing.
The number has dropped below 3 000.
2869...2602...2382...2053...
Under the gaze of the audience, the number of people dropped below 2 000.
The audience was inexplicably nervous. Are they going to witness history ma?
[This game is entering the countdown.]
[After ten days, the game will end. Please ask contestants to try to survive.]
The familiar system sound rang in the stone maze, and the audience who were nervously watching the live broadcast frowned slightly. Su Yu has already mastered the absolute advantage of the game. Nothing can threaten him... The time limit of the game that appears now is a restriction for Su Yu.
The audience sighed. They may not see the scene they imagined.
Some people are sad and some are happy. The senior officials of the Interstellar Tournament are like welcoming a timely rain. Seeing hope, they have already regained their vitality. They dare not ask for anything. They just hope that there will be more surviving contestants in this game. No, they don't need many, as long as they can make up the number of contestants who can compete. It's impossible that there will be only one first place in this Interstellar Tournament, right?
It can be called a humble wish, but unfortunately the reality is very ruthless.
The system's prompt sound inspired Su Yu to have an idea. He tried to completely release his mental power. The mental power, as vast as the sea of stars, finally revealed its true power. Wherever it went, nothing could hide. Coupled with Northfield's space teleportation, the contestants would be found accurately wherever they hid.
With the tacit cooperation of Su Yu and Northfield, it took only four days to eliminate a thousand contestants.
The number of remaining contestants has become a hundred, there are still six days before the end of the game.
The audience saw hope again after a twist.
On the last day of the game, Su Yu's mental power locked a certain position. This was an acquaintance.
Qiu Ziyue looked pale and listless. She looked weak and exhausted. Su Yu and others' sudden arrival startled her. In a moment, hundreds of monsters appeared and protected her firmly in the center.
She felt more at ease and cast her eyes to the distance. Not surprisingly, she saw a familiar figure.
"Su Yu..." Qiu Ziyue's expression was complicated.
She did not show any intention to run away, but turned her palms over, took a few more tubes of mental potion and energy stone, raised her head and drank them in one breath, and quickly absorbed the power in the energy stone. The whole process took only a few seconds, which shows how much she feared Su Yu's existence.
The weak momentum became stronger with the naked eye.
[Qiu Ziyue didn't run away? Was she going to face Su Yu directly ma? Why can't she think it though.]
[Can't run away a. There are Zergs all around outside, and there are Northfield and others. How can she run?]
[How long will it take until dark? If Lady Qiu Ziyue can survive this period, she will be able to advance smoothly.]
"Su Yu." Qiu Ziyue suddenly spoke, her eyes full of water, staring at Su Yu: "Can you answer me a question." Don't know if it was to delay time or if she was really curious.
Whatever Qiu Ziyue's purpose was, it had nothing to do with Su Yu, because he didn't plan to waste time answering.
Qiu Ziyue's question was blocked, she gritted her teeth.
Thinking about her inner guess, her eyes became firm. It would be fine if Su Yu didn't answer. When the time came, all the answers would be revealed automatically. The only thing she needed to do now was to hold on to Su Yu until the end of the game.
All the monsters she had subdued since her practice were released at this moment.
Anyone could see that she was ready to give it a try. Thousands of monsters, from the number alone, certainly could not be compared with the Zerg army, but you have to know that the monsters of Shang Yuan civilization are very fierce and can fight one against many. They can still survive for a short time even if they can't beat the Zerg army.
If there was no brain gu, Qiu Ziyue might really be able to hold on until the end of the game.
Unfortunately, there is no if.
Su Yu awakened the brain gu hidden in Qiu Ziyue's body.
[After the game, all surviving contestants will advance.]
The cold and unmoving system voice rang throughout the stone maze. According to the regulations, it was repeated three times to ensure that all contestants could hear it... However, at this time, there were only seven contestants left standing in the stone maze.
Except for Su Yu, the other six were all Zerg civilization contestants.
The audience in front of the light screen was stunned, still immersed in the scene just now.
The live broadcast room fell into a deathly silence.
After an unknown amount of time, Su Yu on the light screen had returned to the Zerg nest base. He began to recall the Zerg in the maze. At this time, the audience came back to their senses and the barrage reappeared on the screen.
[What happened just now? There is something wrong with my vision ba? Qiu Ziyue... Lady Qiu Ziyue, she...]
[Ahhh, Lady Qiu Ziyue cut off her own heart meridian a, my God, how could she, she didn't have to do this to admit defeat a?]
[Think about it, this is definitely not admitting defeat. Whoever admits defeat and cuts off their own heart meridian, the consequences will be very serious!]
[I noticed that before Qiu Ziyue took action, her eyes were very strange. Was she controlled by Su Yu?]
The bullet screen gushed out, densely packed, covering the screen.
While chatting excitedly, the audience suddenly heard a system announcement from the game map.
[The number of contestants is less than 10 000, the final is about to start. Please ask contestants to prepare.]
The audience: "..." was stunned for a few seconds.
It was so funny. The number of contestants is less than 10 000? There are only seven left, and among these seven contestants, one is the King of the Zerg, and the other six are Zerg who completely obey the King. How can they fight? Where did this final come from?
After this system announcement, the crazy bullet screen on the screen changed visibly, with more laughter... To be precise, it was mocking the Interstellar Tournament officials.
The Interstellar Tournament officials stared at the live broadcast in deep thought, and were indifferent to the mockery of the barrage. How to say it, their hearts have died with this game, so they can curse, but compared with the tragic reality, these curses are simply not painful.
Hold an emergency meeting to discuss a remedy for the 'missing final'.
...
Summoning the Zerg, taking back into the Wordless Heavenly Book, and moving the high-level Zerg base into the sea of consciousness to ensure that nothing was missed, Su Yu chose to teleport out of the game, followed by Menggro and several other Zerg contestants. Seven white lights lit up, and the live broadcast room was closed at the same time, the game was completely over.
Su Yu stood still and opened his eyes. The surrounding scenes let him know that he had returned to the residence of the Zerg civilization. The familiar environment made him relax. Although he did not encounter any substantial danger or harm during the game, the two are always different.
At this time, the mini white ball on his shoulder suddenly moved, jumped down, and landed in human form.
"King, I'll be back soon." Northfield, who was wearing a black and red uniform, leaned forward and said.
Su Yu nodded. He knew what Northfield meant. High-level Zergs could communicate with each other through consciousness over long distances. Just now, a Zerg called out.
Northfield left the room, but after a while, he came back.
"What's the matter?" Su Yu asked naturally.
Northfield smiled and replied, "It's not a big deal."
If the high-level officials of the Interstellar Tournament could hear this, they would probably vomit three liters of blood, or even feel like fighting Northfield... It's not a big deal? The final of the Interstellar Tournament was ruined. This is not a big deal, then what can be a big deal?
"Hmm?" Su Yu waited for the next words.
How could Northfield refuse Su Yu ne? So he slightly simplified all the information he got during the time he was away and told Su Yu.
"So, there are only seven contestants left in the Interstellar Tournament?"
Outside viewers can count the number of contestants through the live broadcast room, but Su Yu in the game cannot do this. He can only use his mental power to scan the map. He can roughly guess that after this game, there will be very few contestants left, but he didn't expect that there will be so few...
"Victory already belongs to you." Northfield said softly.