With godlike talent from the start, how did he become invincible?

Chapter 633 Rules of the Third Round of the Battle for Multiverse

The last few seconds before the storm.

Everyone held their breath.

Then, a system notification appeared.

[The rules for the third round of the Battle for All Realms have been finalized]

[Event Name: Battle for the Spirit of the Mist]

[Event Duration: 7 days]

[Core Rules: The Misty Continent will randomly generate Basic, Intermediate, and Advanced Misty Spirits. Defeating the corresponding guardian will grant you a Misty Spirit. Each Basic Misty Spirit provides 10 points to its faction, Intermediate 100 points, and Advanced 1000 points.]

When a player is defeated, all Mist Spirits they are carrying will be dropped and can be picked up by other players.

Players who are defeated will be disqualified from participating in the third round and will be immediately teleported back to their original starting continent.

The Wall of Sighs will disappear in 30 minutes. At that time, the north and south halves will be fully connected.

Best of luck to everyone.

The world channel was silent for a full two seconds.

Then, it exploded.

"What the hell??? You're out the game if you die???"

"This is fucking a survival game! You're out if you die once!"

"Seven days! I have to live for seven more days!"

"And all the Mist Spirits on my body disappeared? So after fighting for so long, I just got killed and it all was gone?"

"Yes, it all belongs to the murderer."

"Isn't this forcing everyone to kill?"

"No, you can also avoid fighting. But if you don't fight, you won't get points, and if you don't get points, your faction will lose."

"So we still have to fight, but if we fight, we have to bear the risk of being robbed."

"This rule... is too harsh."

"A high-level Mist Spirit is worth 1000 points! A beginner one is only worth 10 points, a difference of a hundred times!"

"But the high-level guards are definitely ridiculously strong; going there might just be suicide."

"The Wailing Wall disappears in 30 minutes? Does that mean we'll be facing the other side immediately?"

"What can you do in 30 minutes? Not even enough time to find monsters."

"Stop complaining, get moving! Start with something beginner-level!"

Zhang Tianya was stunned after reading the rules.

He slowly turned his head to look at Li Weiwei, then at Lin Tian.

"If you die, you're eliminated? There's no way to revive you?"

"Hmm." Li Weiwei nodded, her expression becoming serious.

Zhang Tianya took a deep breath.

"Damn it, I absolutely can't die."

He turned around and roared at the members of the alliance.

"Brothers! Listen up! From this moment on, survival is everyone's top priority! If you can't win, run; if you can't run, call for backup! Anyone who dares to be reckless and throw their life away will be the first to be kicked out of the guild!"

"President, what if we get surrounded?"

"If we're surrounded, just call for backup! There are so many of us, what are we afraid of being surrounded?"

"Their level is higher than ours."

"A high level doesn't mean invincibility! We outnumber them, we can overwhelm them!"

The members of the alliance nodded in agreement. Although their morale was somewhat high, it was not yet on the verge of collapse.

Li Weiwei then turned to make arrangements for the people in "Blood Romance".

Her instructions were much simpler than Zhang Tianya's.

"Report the location of the Mist Spirit as soon as you spot it, and do not engage it alone. If you encounter an enemy player, retreat immediately and do not linger in combat."

"Understood!" the members of Crimson Romance responded in unison.

Meanwhile, players from other guilds were also rapidly deploying.

"Everyone, come here! Assemble!"

Chen Tie, the guild leader of "Iron Blood Banner," stood on a large rock and shouted at the top of his lungs.

More than thirty people gathered around.

Chen Tie glanced at his men and waved his hand, "Ten people per team, form your own teams! Find people you trust and form your own teams. Once you're done, the team leader should report to me!"

"Ten people aren't enough, adding a hundred won't help!" Chen Tie glared at the man. "Too many people make us a bigger target, too few can't beat the guards. Ten people are just right, we can fight and run. Listen up, each team needs at least one healer and one tank, if you don't have any, don't go out and embarrass yourself."

"What if we find the Spirit of the Mist?"

"Report your location first, don't act on your own. Wait for the nearby squads to arrive before engaging them together. Remember, defeating the guards isn't the hard part; the hard part is bringing the loot back afterwards. If anyone gets intercepted on the way, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"President, what if we encounter the other side?"

Chen Tie sneered.

"You've encountered them? Fight! Fight if you can win, run if you can't. When you run, run towards where there are more people, lure them to other squads. Got it?"

"Got it!"

"Okay! Form teams now and report back to me within five minutes."

Qin Yu, the guild leader of "Sword of the Sky," is also making plans.

The entire guild has fewer than fifty members.

Qin Yu called everyone together. Her voice wasn't loud, but every word carried weight.

"We don't form ten-person teams."

"So what are we going to do?" someone asked.

"A five-person team." Qin Yu held up five fingers. "The fewer people, the more mobile we are. If we can't win, we can run away, and we can run faster. Plus, with five people sharing the points, each person gets more."

"Guild Master, are five people enough to take down a mid-level guard?"

"Intermediate level should be enough. We won't touch the advanced level; those are reserved for the big guilds, and we'd just be throwing our lives away if we went."

"What if we encounter the opposing team?"

Qin Yu's lips curled up slightly.

"Then let's see who's stronger. Remember, we're not like a guild that relies on sheer numbers. Every one of us can fight. If we encounter a ten-man team, we fight if we can, and if we can't, we run, we split up and run so they can't catch us. Understand?"

"Understood!"

"Okay. Form teams of five. Once you're ready, come here to get your map markings."

Casual players are also frantically forming teams.

The world channel is full of messages calling for help.

"Looking for a team! I'm an assassin with explosive damage output, looking for a reliable group!"

"Looking for a nanny team! Experienced! Top 100 in last round's ratings!"

"Anyone need more men? I'm a tank, can hold its own and can deal damage!"

"Casual players, assemble! There are three short of a ten-man team on the eastern hillside. We need DPS and a healer!"

"Don't go to the east! The fog is too thick there, you can't see the road. There's a valley to the west where the fog is a little lighter, I suggest you go there."

"Stop arguing! Is there any expert leading a team? Looking for someone to team up with!"

"The pros are all forming their own teams, who's going to lead you guys? Just form your own teams."

"A ten-man team is missing a mage. We need someone with high DPS, not a noob."

A solo player posted a message in the channel.

"I think solo players should stick together. Big guilds are organized and disciplined; if we solo players go our separate ways, aren't we just asking to be killed?"

"That's right. So who will organize it?"

"I'll go," another player stepped forward. "I'm in the southern valley, and I've already formed a group of seven. Three more are needed. Requirements: follow instructions, don't wander off, and don't try to steal credit. Anyone who can do that, please."

"I'll do it!"

"Me too!"

Count me in!

In less than a minute, the ten-person team was full.