Global Lords: My Species Can Mutate

Chapter 189: Chapter 188: The Ten Thousand Realms Descend Again, the Battlefield Opens!

Half a month’s time.

Not too long, not too short.

While Lin You was developing his territory and nurturing his species.

The day for the battlefield to open finally arrived, the night before the battlefield opened.

At this moment, the entire chat channel was filled with messages, more lively than usual.

“Brothers, tomorrow is the day the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms opens. Are you all prepared?”

“Do you even need to ask? We’ve been ready for ages, just waiting for the group teleport tomorrow.”

“Absolutely stable, I upgraded two more Tier Seven species yesterday, I have to dominate other realms.”

“Same here, last time I only brought five Tier Seven, almost died there, this time I have thirty more Tier Seven, I feel like I’m going to rule the battlefield.”

“That’s right! This time we must crush other realms and seize back the lost fortune!”

“Go for it! Brothers!”

“Just do it!”

Ever since the last depletion of fortune, the Lords from the Primordial Realm have been holding their breath, just waiting for the battlefield to open to avenge and vindicate themselves.

The high-tier Lords said nothing.

But each of them also geared up, desperately boosting their strength, and cultivating more powerful species over these three months.

Of course.

Among them were many newbie Lords who had just descended onto the Primordial Continent.

After learning the specific situation of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms from the old Lords, each turned nervous, discussing fervently in the channel.

This reminded Lin You of when he had just arrived.

Similarly clueless, he was teleported directly into the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms.

Luckily he had good fortune, assigned to a relatively weak battlefield, where the Lords had at most thirty to forty Tier Seven, otherwise, it would have been uncertain if he could return.

These newbie Lords wishing to survive probably could only pray not to be assigned to those battlefields teeming with titans.

Thinking of this, Lin You closed the interface and called Lingxi, who was playing with other plants in the territory, to his side, checking its experience bar.

[Level: Tier Seven (2498/2500)]

No mistake!

After the training on that side of the main city, Lingxi, who should have needed more than three months to fill the experience, was already close to full, just two points away.

He didn’t rest immediately precisely because of this.

He waited for two hours in the territory, and finally, a prompt sounded in his mind.

[Congratulations, Elf Master Lingxi’s experience has reached full, meeting the condition to upgrade to Tier Eight, would you like to upgrade?]

“Upgrade!”

Lin You took a deep breath and directly answered.

He worked so hard to collect Tier Seven Territory Essence for this moment!

As soon as his voice fell, Lingxi’s body was enveloped in light.

The single Protective Fairy gradually split into two, flying around Lingxi.

Lingxi’s attributes underwent an earth-shattering change.

[Name: Elf Sage Lingxi (Royal Family)]

[Race: Plant (Hero)]

[Level: Tier Eight (0/5000)]

[Power: 1800 (+250)]

[Constitution: 1800 (+250)]

[Agility: 2300 (+250)]

[Spirit: 2500 (+250)]

[Skills: Nature Control (High-level), Affinity Aura (adds 10% extra Power of Nature recovery speed), Thorn Entanglement, Power of Command (Summon Tree Demon increases to two, inheriting the level of the main body)]

[Nature Envoy: Natural Magic power increases by 20%]

[Introduction: Royal Family of the Fairies, possesses a strong affinity for nature, excels in summoning and controlling plants, significantly enhancing the strength of surrounding plants.]

Upgrading to Tier Eight, Lingxi’s strength could be said to have made a qualitative leap.

Especially the skills Affinity Aura and Power of Command.

Surprisingly, like Cyan Rattan, they gained extra effects.

The 10% recovery speed of Power of Nature need not be mentioned; it’s a huge upgrade for Plant Type.

After all, it represents an increase in their proliferation, skill usage frequency, and endurance.

Power of Command is even more exaggerated.

The summoned Tree Demons directly become two, equivalent to the number of Protective Fairies around Lingxi, and they inherit Lingxi’s level.

Meaning he now essentially possesses four Tier Eight species!

Were this news to spread, it would probably drop the jaw of every Tier Six Lord.

The most important thing is.

The attributes of Royal Species are evidently much higher than ordinary Tier Eight, plus they’ve already transformed into heroes with exclusive skill comprehension, making them far surpass the same tier species.

Plus the attribute bonus of Tier Seven Armored Moss.

It can be said to have reached an extremely terrifying level.

“Now, just wait for tomorrow at noon.”

Lin You whispered softly.

For this day, he had made so many preparations, consumed so much mental energy, it was time to reap the rewards.

With this thought, he turned to leave and went back to the treehouse to rest.

…

Soon.

A night passed.

When the sun gradually rose to its highest point, a few familiar prompts finally sounded in every Lord’s mind.

[Attention to all Lords, the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms is opening, teleportation is imminent, please prepare accordingly.]

[During the opening of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms, your territory and affiliated territories will be protected from external damage.]

[At that time, all Lords will be forcibly teleported to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms for a duration of three days.]

[On the battlefield, you will encounter enemies from the various races of Ten Thousand Realms, as well as a multitude of treasures and territory resources.]

[Bravely fight and strive to survive on this battlefield!]

…

“It’s coming, it’s finally going to teleport.”

“So nervous, I wonder which battlefield number I’ll end up with.”

“I hope I’m not put with those crazies fully equipped with Tier Seven species.”

“Brothers, see you in three days!”

Amid the Lords’ nervous discussions, beams of light shot up into the sky, appearing in every corner of the Primordial Continent.

The grand and magnificent scene made all the indigenous people who were not lords stop what they were doing and look up at the sky.

Within Yellow Sand City.

Xue Changgui and Wei Gang, who were discussing matters, came outside and looked at the Tree of Life, gradually enveloped by a pillar of light, with worry on their faces.

“It’s the time again for the opening of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms. I hope Lord will not encounter any danger.”

“Let’s hope so…”

Saying this, the two of them watched the spectacle in the sky for a while longer before turning around and heading back into the hall.

The lords are risking their lives for the continent, so naturally, they cannot slack off. They must manage the affairs of Yellow Sand City well while Lin You is not here and must not hold him back.

At this moment.

The pillar of light enveloping the Tree of Life and Yellow Sand City suddenly brightened.

Shua!

Including the massive body of Cyan Rattan, the species within Lin You’s territory instantly disappeared and were transmitted with him to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms.

After a familiar feeling of weightlessness, he arrived at an endless, vast battlefield.

[Honorable lord, you have successfully arrived at the Tier Six Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms, designation: 0000001]

[The battlefield will last for three days, during which you will encounter enemies from various realms and races, please ensure your safety.]

[During the battlefield opening, all lords’ magic energy will be reset. Every time you kill a lord, you will gain 1000 basic magic energy and also acquire the accumulated magic energy of the said lord.]

[The battlefield kill ranking is now opening, recording each lord’s kill count and magic energy in real-time, and ranking separately.]

“…”

Battlefield No. 1?

Lin You was momentarily stunned.

Unexpectedly, he was divided into the notorious Death Zone, Battlefield No. 1.

He had heard the lords discussing this period.

It is said that most who teleport into Battlefield No. 1 are extraordinary talents from different realms; each one either has full Tier Seven species or exceptionally powerful species, at least close to a hundred in number.

It can absolutely be termed a newcomer’s nightmare.

Almost all new lords who are teleported into this battlefield face life and death, with barely anyone managing to come back alive.

Looks like the system assigns based on the lord’s strength, on a random basis.

“Interesting.”

Lin You’s lips curled upward slightly.

Talents?

It is talents that he kills!

The more talented the people are, the stronger the destiny they carry, which suits him just right.

At least it’s time to let other realms taste what it’s like to have their destiny deprived.

Thinking this, Lin You looked at the enormous Cyan Rattan beside him and the nearly four hundred Tier Seven species within the Vine Forest.

Then he heard another unprecedented prompt chime in.

[Attention all lords in Battlefield No. 1, the battlefield task “Source of the Plague” is now open.]

[During the task period, the deadly plague around the battlefield will shrink by half every day.]

[Killing the source of the plague within three days grants generous rewards, exercise extra caution.]

Huh?

Battlefield task?

What is this?

Lin You looked around in disbelief.

Only then did he discover that he was at the edge of a swirling, purple-green poison mist area.

Is this the deadly plague the prompt mentioned earlier?

Filled with curiosity, he immediately called the Tier Seven Withered Beldam beside him, giving it an attack command.

Whiz!

With a sound of breaking through the air, a vine shot out from the forest, piercing straight into the poison mist.

The next moment, the vine rapidly decayed, turning into pools of thick fluid.

The poison mist even extended along the vine, spreading towards the body of the Withered Beldam.

Lin You was shocked, urgently shouting at Lingxi beside him.

“Quick! Cut off its vine!”

Followed by another sound of breaking through the air, a leaf shot out swiftly, severing the vine of the Withered Beldam.

The section of the vine polluted by the poison gas fell to the ground, sizzling and corroding a deep pit in a blink.

“This…”

Lin You’s eyes widened, utterly horrified.

A Tier Seven species couldn’t withstand even a second in this plague poison mist, wasn’t he heading to a dead end if he went in?

No longer daring to stay, he immediately led the plants away from the edge of the battlefield, heading toward the central area.

After all, the prompt mentioned that the poison mist would shrink by half every day.

He indeed didn’t want to die in there before even accumulating resources.

He had to get to a safer place first, and meanwhile, look for the so-called source of the plague, perhaps still gaining decent rewards.

Thus.

A person leading four hundred plants, grandly traversing the vast battlefield, began looking around for prey from other realms.

…

Meanwhile.

In some valley on the battlefield.

A few lords, each with dozens to over a hundred Tier Seven species, gathered together, looking ferociously at their surroundings.

“Great! So many lords from the Illusion Demon Realm were transported together this time. We must slaughter all the lords from other realms!”

…

On the other side of the plain.

Lords from the Lizardman Race gathered, speaking human words.

“Good luck, ran into fellow race members so quickly. Let’s go, time to show those humans the strength of our Calamity Realm.”

…

Atop a mountain soaring into the clouds.

A solitary figure, surrounded by eagles, stood there, looking down at the land beneath.

“Battlefield No. 1, interesting.”

As the voice fell, rode on the species and darted straight down the mountain.

…

In just a few minutes, countless powerful lords gathered on the battlefield.

An epic battle is on the brink of eruption!