Ranking Of Kings: My Land Is SSS Rank



If one had to do it themself, the pain would definitely be several times, ten times more.

Many people wouldn't find it difficult to kill someone, but to kill themselves was a difficult psychological struggle.

To dismember oneself, how ruthless must one's heart be? How strong must one's will be?

129,600 blades was simply an impossible mission.

Hiss!

When those words reached the city walls, countless soldiers could not help but gasp. How was it a normal gamble? It was a gamble with one's life. It was the bloodiest and cruelest way.

"It's not fair!" Zhou Qing took a deep breath and continued, "Mr. Clown, the monster army on your side has no fear at all. They have no fear of death. They don't even fear pain or injury. They don't even have any feelings. On our side, we are living people. We have emotions and desires. We can feel fear. I don't think this kind of unfair bet is fair."

From what Zhou Qing had seen the previous night, he could be sure that the monster army was not afraid of death at all. They only had the desire to kill and destroy. How could such monsters be afraid of death? They were on a completely different level.

Clown shook his head when he heard that. "Don't worry. It's not that my side has no feelings or fear. It's just that they haven't developed these emotions yet. Since we've decided to fight, I'll naturally restore their emotions. Suppress their desire to kill, and they will become like normal people, afraid, fearful, and in pain. My bets have always been fair."

Clown liked to play with people, but he believed in fairness. He would not do unfair gambles. If he did, the fun he could feel would be greatly reduced. It would then be in conflict with Clown's own ideals and wishes, so he naturally wouldn't do it.

What Clown liked was the joy of toying with all living beings. He enjoyed the process. As long as he could feel happy and find things interesting, everything was not a problem. If the gambling battle was unfair, then it would become boring. That would not be good.

"Too cruel, too vicious. 129,600 blades? How could a person have enough flesh to endure so many blade cuts? This is impossible. If they really did that, they would definitely die."

"This clown is so vicious and ruthless!"

Ye Qiu and the others looked at Clown with extremely grave and unfriendly gazes. He was completely using human lives for fun.

What Clown suggested was more brutal and terrifying than usual dismemberment as a torture or punishment method.

"Come, are there any warriors among you?" Clown shouted at the monster army, "As long as you choose to participate in the bet and survive, I will give you freedom. You will leave the current rank of miscellaneous soldiers and become a true member of the Evernight Saint race. However, the prerequisite is that you have to survive and win this battle."

Even if the entire army of monsters was in a state of bloodlust, they could still understand the meaning behind Clown's words. That was how influential Clown was.

Boom!

The temptation of becoming a member of the Evernight Saint race was something that the monster army could not resist. Without even thinking about it, all the warriors in the monster army quickly moved forward. Clearly, the temptation of becoming a member of the Evernight Saint race was something they would not refuse even if it meant risking their lives.

Turning into a member of the Evernight Saint race meant no longer being a random soldier on the battlefield with no emotions whatsoever and only knowing destruction. The lucky monster would obtain the qualifications to awaken their bloodline.

With such an opportunity presented to them, the monsters naturally rushed forward like ducks. No one wanted to miss it, even if it meant death.

"Since everyone is willing, then let's do it this way. I'll randomly choose one."

Clown was very satisfied with the performance of the monster army.

He casually pointed at one monster in the army, and a yellow-scarved strongman with a burly body flew into the air and landed on the battlefield. At the same time, a strange beam of divine light fell on his body and drilled into his body. As the divine light fused with him, the coldness and bloodlust in his eyes began to dissipate at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he gradually regained normal cognition.

"Greetings, Lord Clown."

After the yellow-scarved Strongman regained his senses, he bowed to Clown.

Obviously, all his emotions and desires had been restored, but he still did not see himself as a member of the Human race. Or rather, he did not see himself as a human on the Myriad World Continent, but as another race.

"Very good. You will be participating in this competition. If you win, you will be part of the Evernight Saint race. If you lose, you will die." Clown chuckled as he said that. He then looked at Li Xiang. "How is it? Have you guys chosen a candidate?"

As soon as Clown asked that, the hearts of countless soldiers on the city wall palpitated.

129,600 blade cuts was definitely a nightmarish encounter. No one could ignore the fear. Even though the soldiers on the city walls were mentally prepared to die on the battlefield, they all hesitated to volunteer.

However, a large number of soldiers immediately shouted, "King, I am willing to participate in the duel."

Their hesitation had been replaced by a firm determination.

The soldiers of the Kingdom of Dawn could not be defeated by the external monster army.

"Let me do it!"

Right at that moment, Qin Ge stepped forward and bowed, volunteering. "I am willing to participate in the bet. I'm not afraid of death, so why would I be afraid of dismemberment? Moreover, I have a life-saving method that gives me a greater chance of surviving and winning this bet for King. The Kingdom of Dawn shall not lose!"

Qin Ge's face was filled with determination.

Although Qin Ge didn't dare to say that his battle prowess was top-notch, he knew that not many people could compare to his life-saving methods.

"Are you sure? This involves dismemberment. Moreover, it's just a bet. We don't necessarily have to win." Li Xiang looked at Qin Ge, his heart palpitating.

The method of fighting was too cruel. To be honest, it was fine against enemies, but if it was against his own people, even Li Xiang couldn't bear it. The soldiers were not goods. Using their lives in a bet was too cruel.