ch 18: gamble win

"Aagh, why subject me to this?" cried out a young man as a wooden sword pierced his heart, wielded by the menacing Redrock. Ding: Kill count one echoed from his bracelet. "Everyone, please don't misconstrue my actions.

I believe it's a rule of this stage that we must eliminate a specific number of individuals to progress, or they must concede. In this realm of strength and weakness, only those with power have the right to survive,"redrock tried to rationalize.

Silence ensued, the weight of the hero's son crown heavier than anyone could bear. Some silently concurred, others concealed their thoughts. Fear gripped the atmosphere, anticipating the impending massacre in the next ten minutes.

"Die, you weakling! Grant a kill point," and the war among competitors erupted. Some surrendered instantly, teleporting out, while others struggled in a futile attempt. Brave souls perished, choosing death over returning home empty-handed.

"Why aren't you killing?" questioned a mysterious figure in a green hat, appearing beside Zen.

"Did you find anything?" Zen inquired.

"I traversed the desert three times but discovered nothing.

However, you didn't answer my question," responded the green-hatted figure.( Turtle boy )

"If killing were the only path to victory, I would have already slit all their throats. Any fool can anticipate this, thinking that a hero who saves everyone must now face a stage where the young generation kills each other."

"So, what's the way to clear this stage?" pressed the green-hatted companion. "If I knew, why would I be standing here?" Zen responded.

As hours passed, the temperature soared to 48°C. Crimson water splashed onto the sand from fifty lifeless bodies.

Injured ones struggled with broken jaws and cut skin. Dehydration, exhaustion, and stiffened muscles plagued those who fought.

A single person bore the responsibility for this chaos. "You, idiot! How can a hero spawn a dead head like you? I killed my own friend because of you, you jerk!" cursed a mentally distraught boy, rolling over the sand.

Redrock, now giant and thirsting for water, struggled to move. The next moment brought an unexpected terror.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz," cried a young man, drawing everyone's attention to the sky.buzzing moster coming towards them.

"Blood eaters, at least fifty of them!" exclaimed Zen.

"What are blood eaters?" asked a bewildered girl. The green-hatted figure explained, "Demon insects lusting for human blood, remnants of the invasion war that claimed countless lives. They were original small mosquito, mutant my energy of darkness become terrifying demon" .

Every " what are they doing , is this place some kind of dungeon where they were the sealed.

"We're not in a fantasy novel where demons are sealed. It's evident our sisters brought them here for us," Zen remarked. Panic spread through the audience as past memories of demon invasions resurfaced.

"These are just juvenile demons, chosen so that the younger generation never forgets the struggles of our empire," explained the green-hatted man( turtle boy ).and out side the glass ground same explanation give by the cyborg girl.

Zen :i think there way to defence from them.they are apex predator only kill by hunting . Hide sand or bet dead body only way to survive since they cant see there pray with propiosaptive eye.

A strategy was devised: hide in the sand to avoid detection by the blood eaters.but not every one safe by following tha method .

The demonic onslaught commenced, tearing apart a boy whose body was soaked in blood. "Save me! Hero's sons, please save me!" pleaded a young man. Zen intervened, advising them not to move and wait for the right opportunity to strike.

With a sword launched like a spear, Zen pierced the first blood eater, engaging in a fierce battle. As chaos unfolded, the green-hatted figure swiftly appeared and disappeared, eliminating blood eaters.

After a half-hour struggle, all blood eaters were vanquished, but the cost was high. The rising temperature pushed almost two-thirds of the competitors to press the "give up" button, leaving the remaining few burning on the scorching sand.

"How are we going to clear this stage? It's impossible. I can't endure anymore," lamented a lollypop boy.

Zen felt the strain on his muscles, pushing him to the brink. In a moment of confusion, Zen observed the moist skin of the blood eaters, untouched by the scorching heat.

Crawling towards the nearest blood eater, Zen began dissecting its skin layer by layer. The revelation sparked a blue light in his eyes.

Everyone felt confusion by strange action of zen.

Lollipop boy " brother you seem more foody then me want to taste disgusting animal "

"Sapphire rock of Siberia," Zen exclaimed, taking out a stone exuding coldness to counteract the surrounding heat.

Holding sapphire stone which counteract the scorching heat . Zen given some time to thoughtful moment.

With cold stone in hand he sure This is object to clear that stage just not think off how ?then zen noticed indication of Body temprature on his watch falling.

Body temperature :69°c

68°c

67°c

Spark hit in his brat With that zen throw blue stone in his mouth.

Green hat attempted to intervene, warning about the dangers of consuming raw Siberian sapphire. Ignoring the caution, Zen swallowed the rock, feeling its coolness spread through his body. His eyes turned blue, and he transformed into an ice statue.

In the black tower above the battlefield, laughter echoed as a sinister plan unfolded. "Idiot! Even a small child from Light City knows that eating Siberian rock turns everything into ice," mocked a voice from the tower.

Zen, moment stone mix with acid in stomuch. Cold energy spread out .

Surface of ice layer first his dry skin the. Last forzen his eye cornea turned him into ice statue.

now frozen zen statues.pondered his fate. "seem like i made wrong calculation .

Why it dint working

Do I stand on the precipice of darkness again? Without a ghostly mother to save me, how did I end up in this damn situation? Am I cursing those I'm missing while meeting death? Maybe she was right; the weak are saved but not meant to survive."

Ding: Your body temperature has reached below 273 Kelvin. You have fulfilled the condition. Congratulations, you are the first person to clear this stage.

Zen's body sparkled and teleported outside the battlefield, supported by healthcare experts ready with an antidote injections.

Congratulations, zen warlord becoming the first person clear that stage.