This Life, I Will Be the Protagonist-Chapter 1222 Divine Game: Divine Instruction 36

Rita and Kessa’s move instantly cut the number of players on this fragmented battlefield in half.

Both of them possessed similar control skills, but none were anywhere near the level of Sad Comedy. Even so, they could clearly feel that the skill had not reached its full potential yet. At least for now, it still did not surpass Benevolent Ruler and Tyrant.

Perhaps that was because their attributes were currently restricted. This skill clearly scaled with attributes, unlike Benevolent Ruler and Tyrant, which drew its strength from faith.

The players outside the water barrier woke from the illusion only slightly later than the Captain.

While catching her breath, Rita glanced across the other fragmented battlefields.

Just as Foolishness’s students wore sapphire glasses and Deceitful Bloom’s students pinned Flower of Deceit brooches to their clothing, the disciples of other gods also carried small symbols of their affiliations.

For now, though, no one could match them all to specific teachers.

The second round ended quickly.

At this point, each fragmented battlefield had roughly fifty players left.

Everyone could sense how crude and merciless the first two rounds had been. First the players hunted each other. Then a god personally stepped in to eliminate them.

Uncharted Star Sea had left almost no room for mistakes.

It felt less like a competition and more like a brutal purge.

As if it had already decided something.

Luck didn’t matter. The truly strong would survive.

Several players who had played Dustfire’s Old Table exchanged glances.

Their eyes drifted toward the great clock arena.

They all had the same vague feeling.

Uncharted Star Sea wanted to push the game rapidly toward its final phase.

It wanted to recreate, among its own players, the kind of confrontation that once happened between Starsea and Quiet Mountain.

As if confirming their suspicion, the third round began almost immediately.

This time the eliminator was still a god’s projection, but the gods assigned to each battlefield were shuffled randomly.

The round continued until the number of surviving players dropped to one hundred.

Only then did the first reward finally appear.

Players who successfully advance this round will gain access to exchange Honor Points for attributes in the Honor Shop after Divine Instruction ends.

As the announcement finished, the central clock dial expanded rapidly.

Players standing along its edge, including Rita and Lightchaser, were transferred onto small metallic platforms surrounding the dial.

The eight fragmented battlefields merged into one.

All one hundred surviving players were restored to full health. Every life value returned to one hundred.

Even Rita’s lost health from earlier strikes to her fatal weaknesses was restored.

Final Round: Moment of Vengeance

Players will be randomly selected for one on one duels. Death results in immediate elimination.

Duel reward: twenty percent of the defeated player’s race will be randomly executed and converted into experience, honor, and attributes for the victor. The victor may choose to waive this reward.

During duels, healing skills, equipment, and items cannot be used. Each valid attack deals only one point of damage. If a duel lasts longer than one hour, both players will be eliminated. After each duel, player states will fully reset.

The top three players in Divine Game will receive the map for the next Divine Game.

Reminder: players who perform exceptionally may receive rewards from their divine instructors.

The first duel will begin after the countdown ends.

10... 9... 8...

Before players even had time to process the horrifying reward system, the countdown began glowing above the clock dial.

At the same time, a window appeared before every player allowing them to select a weapon.

The weapon attributes barely differed.

After all, even the finest weapon could only deal one point of damage per successful strike.

The purpose was simply to allow players to use whatever fighting style suited them best.

In many ways, this was almost a perfectly fair competition.

No matter when someone had entered Divine Game, whether they were a veteran or a newcomer, everyone was forced onto the same starting line.

Equipment and attributes had been stripped of most influence.

If there was one element that could still be called unfair, it might be the divine instructors assigned after entering the game.

After all, once player attributes reached a certain threshold they stopped growing. The clock dial in the attribute panel merely reflected fluctuations of energy, like waves rising and falling in a stormy sea.

Gods were simply stronger players.

If that was true, then gods must also have limits to their attributes.

From that perspective, the difference between gods should not be very large.

Yet as Deceitful Bloom once said, living beings have no ceiling.

Even if some ultimate limit existed, even if every player who became a god was exceptional, there were still clear hierarchies of strength and status among them.

Just like the original Starsea Quiet Mountain and its copy still had a victor and a loser.

While playing Dustfire’s Old Table, Rita and several others had once tried to identify the names of those gods by comparing divine relics they had acquired or heard about.

That was when they discovered something interesting.

All of Foolishness’s students shared one item.

The Foolishness Certificate.

After further investigation, they found that Mistblade and the others all possessed a divine relic called Flower of Deceit.

Even Ash Cinders had one, earned as a reward from the My World game.

Meanwhile Verdant Mojie and the other students who studied under the Captain all carried the relic called Ship Without Sails.

Viewed from that angle, perhaps it wasn’t unfair at all.

After all, receiving a divine relic from a god was itself proof of strength.

Rita once complained privately to Ash Cinders.

She said Foolishness only recruited genius level students with sky high intelligence. It felt like discrimination against the stupid.

Ash Cinders turned into her moonbear form and smacked the back of Rita’s head.

As Rita summoned a fresh longsword, the countdown reached zero.

Two symbols appeared in the air.

A fox tail.

A white bone.

As the bell rang, the symbols transformed into glowing names.

Snowfield Mistblade VS Lania Kaia Wither.

Snowfield and Lania Kaia.

At that moment, every player present had the same thought.

No wonder this round was called Moment of Vengeance.

This Divine Game was not only selecting warriors for Starsea.

Uncharted Star Sea had also prepared a journey of revenge for its players.

Before the coming war, everyone could settle their grudges.

It was easy to imagine that the upcoming duels would not be very random at all.

On the clock dial, Mistblade and Wither stood on opposite halves of the arena, staring at each other from afar.

The story between the moon foxes and the undead.

A revenge moment so intense it almost felt beautiful.

It made people feel that something should be said before the battle began.

"I’ve always known that in the eyes of elves, Candlebeasts, and owl kings, there isn’t much difference between you and me," Mistblade said.

She drew her blade and began walking forward step by step, the tip scraping harshly against the ground.

"I was never some pitiful victim. The sins in my blood are no fewer than yours."

A faint smile crossed Wither’s pale, gloomy face.

He spoke in a tone almost like greeting an old friend.

"You have always been so honest. Not a trace of hypocrisy."

"Because no matter how much you sheltered the moon foxes, no matter how many times you stepped back, I could never let go of the hatred in my heart."

"And if I cannot, how could they?"

"It sounds like I’m the real hypocrite here," Wither said with a quiet sigh.

"I don’t care about Quiet Mountain. I don’t care about the SS future," Mistblade said.

"The only thing I’ve ever wanted is to give the moon foxes who died in that war an answer."

"What answer?"

Mistblade stopped walking.

She lifted her blade slightly.

"When Lania Kaia finally descended, they asked me one question."

"’Mistblade... did the moon foxes do something wrong?’"