Fourth-level natives? Honestly, with his current strength, Waldo was not afraid at all. Although he was only a third-level trialist and at a disadvantage in terms of rank, in terms of actual combat power, he was certainly not weaker than any fourth-level being. The final outcome was still uncertain!

However, Waldo gradually noticed that the public opinion seemed a bit off. Normally, as fellow trialists facing the common enemy of the Three-Eyed Divine natives, they should be banding together. But in the chat channels, many trialists, fearing the powerful strength of the Three-Eyed Divine natives, were actually willing to give away his information.

"What’s the meaning of this? Although my information isn’t that important, and I’m not afraid of the Three-Eyed Divine natives, how can these cowards so easily betray me!?" At first, Waldo thought he had misread. How could trialists possibly contact the Three-Eyed Divine natives, let alone reach an agreement, given the immense hatred between the two sides? Yet, there were indeed trialists willing to please the Three-Eyed Divine natives by providing them with his information.

For a moment, Waldo was infuriated to the point of laughter. "Fine! Very well! I’ve noted down the names of these few people. Once I’ve dealt with these two Three-Eyed Divine natives, your time of death will arrive! There will be no escape; you are doomed!"

Waldo’s gaze was cold as he looked at the names of several trialists. In his eyes, deep as black holes, a crazy killing intent surged wildly. He had never been this angry before. It seemed that this time, a real massacre was necessary.

After some thought, Waldo decided to issue a warning directly in the chat channel. "I’ve noted down your names. Wait for me to kill the fourth-level Three-Eyed Divine natives, and then it will be your turn. Betraying me to the Three-Eyed Divine natives, this will be your end!"

Waldo directly threatened his opponents, issuing a death sentence.

...

"Waldo? He really isn’t dead!"

"Look, Waldo has become a third-level trialist! It wasn’t easy, the once strongest and most hopeful candidate to first upgrade to a third-level trialist has fallen to this state."

"Waldo’s era is over. Back then, he could suppress all other trialists, but now, there are more than a dozen stronger than him. He’s not much anymore."

"It’s a wonder what he went through to finally advance to the third level so late. Too bad, it’s too late. What use is being a third-level trialist now? Not to mention the third level, even if you were a fourth-level trialist, it’s useless."

"Indeed, those trying to kill him now are two fourth-level Three-Eyed Divine natives! These natives are naturally stronger than us, not to mention they are fourth-level..."

"Waldo is doomed..." Many trialists felt regret, while others mocked coldly.

"Want to kill us? Come on, just try it, if you dare!" "You’d better think about how to survive first! Threatening us? Do we have to fear a dead man? Haha!"

No one was optimistic about Waldo; they all thought his death was certain. Those who were threatened were even more dismissive, not taking it seriously at all. Immediately, some people relayed the message to Bone and Jian, the two Three-Eyed Divine natives, telling them that Waldo was not dead and was still in his original safe house.

...

"Still alive? Still in the original place, never left?" "Let’s hurry over there; don’t let him escape."

"He can’t escape. It seems all the trialists in the Dark Land are against Waldo. As long as we keep killing our way there, there will always be trialists scared enough to tell us Waldo’s whereabouts. No matter where Waldo flees, it’s useless."

Bone laughed heartily.

"It seems that Waldo has also thought of this and hasn’t run away. Instead, he’s staying in the safe house, planning to use it to fend off the two of us. It is said that he has become a third-level trialist. Perhaps he really can hold us off for a while with the safe house..."

"But that’s all he can do, at most he’ll just waste some of our time!"

Without any delay, the two of them dashed like lightning across the Dark Land, heading towards their destination.

...

"Heh, just wait, there will be a time for you to regret..." Watching the mockery on the chat channel, Waldo sneered a few times, unfazed. He then began to adjust his own condition. He had just risen to the third level, and his power was not yet completely stable. This situation was somewhat different from that of a regular third-level trialist.

The blood in his body was golden-yellow, surging like a tumultuous golden tide. This was the perfect transformation into an immortal body. Every inch of his flesh contained immense power.

"My body now weighs over five hundred pounds!"

"The main reason is that my flesh contains too much energy. The energy and vitality in my body have already reached an unbelievable level."

"If I use my abilities, the power will be much greater than before..."

This upgrade left Waldo very satisfied. His real combat power had increased by at least ten times! A single finger could now crush his former self. This was the reason and confidence Waldo had to truly face the Three-Eyed Divine natives.

Time passed quickly, and soon Waldo’s expression changed slightly. His sharp eyes looked towards the distance, and his lips moved slightly: "They’re here..."

...

In the vast expanse of the Dark Land, two figures, swift as lightning, crossed over hills and valleys as if walking on flat ground, covering dozens of meters in a single stride.

In a short while, the sound of the earth roaring and the ground shaking approached. It was as if billions of ancient, colossal beasts were charging towards them. At the same time, an overwhelming and surging murderous aura and evil spirit rolled in, wave after wave, layer upon layer...

With a loud boom, Bone and Sword landed not far from Waldo’s safe house, laughing heartily. Simultaneously, their third eyes opened. Two beams imbued with terrifying power shot towards the safe house. The air rippled and boiled instantly.

Boom! The two beams collided with Waldo’s safe house, producing a massive roaring sound. Mountains collapsed, tsunamis roared, and the heavens and earth seemed to change color. On the safe house, billions of runes flickered, swaying uncertainly, as if they could shatter at any moment. But, just by a bit, they did not break.

"Hmm?"

"We used our most powerful Death Gaze, but it didn’t breach the defenses of the safe house. Is he really just a third-level trialist?"

Bone and Sword were surprised to see this. The move they had just executed, shooting destructive beams from their eyes, was one of their most powerful techniques.

The energy contained in it could easily destroy a safe house. Even if the safe house was controlled by a third-level trialist, it wouldn’t last long.

However, Waldo’s safe house...