The transfer array was activated for a whole hour before the distorted space stabilized.

They arrived at a plaza the size of three football fields. The plaza was surrounded by a layer of purple light. They were right in the middle of the plaza.

When the two of them gained their footing, quite a few people looked over at them.

“How many people does that make it?”

“Why are you asking? Just look up!”

Molie raised an eyebrow before he looked up into the air. He saw a massive scroll there with a number at the very top. The number stopped at a hundred and fifteen.

From the earlier conversation, it was easy to grasp that the number represented how many people were on the plaza.

and fourteenth, while Frank was the hundred and

below the number were the words, “Metal attribute, wood

two unlucky souls!” A man in a black robe

Zubac from Chaos Continent! I was the second unlucky

Attribute Trap Formation? What’s going on? Why did the token not tell

top part of the scroll. It’s written clearly that we have to break the

Hearing this, Molie frowned.

this challenge was to find a way to break the formation. It was not just a test

helplessly. He had left the Evil Plains because he wanted to find the masterminds behind everything

He had definitely tried his best to figure out a way to break the formation, but he was still trapped

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