Walker Of The Blue Sky

Chapter 355: Ch 355: Cosmic Battlefield (2)

After exploring this white space for a long time, Emrys gradually felt bored.

What was the point of exploring this place when there was nothing other than white?

"Let’s go take a look at that Cosmic Battlefield!"

Emrys thought to himself. Then, he thought about entering the battlefield.

Just when he thought of this, Emrys quickly felt some extra information drilling into his mind.

When he looked at the information, he soon understood that the information was about when one enters this battlefield, they do not enter with their body but with their consciousness. And when the consciousness enters, a new body will be condensed to hold the consciousness.

Emrys silently lay down on the spot and then tried to enter.

In a trance, he had a feeling that his consciousness was pulled out of his body and was now traveling through endless space.

The cosmic battlefield is a battlefield established by the four top races in the Vast Expanse of Eternity to train their weakest members and give them some opportunities to rise and make a name for themselves. These four races are namely the human race, the demon race, the insect race, and the mechanical race.

In addition to the four top races, there are also countless subordinate races under the four top races fighting in it.

The Cosmic Battlefield is a general term, which is actually divided into eleven major battlefields, and each major battlefield has many sub-battlefields.

Different battles break out on different battlefields.

In some high-end battlefields, all those active there are powerful cultivators, not some beginners.

As for those who are lower in status, a large number of them are granted titles of nobility, and a small number are granted titles of king.

Secondly, it is a battlefield where a large number of elite teams (of beginners in Eternity) of four races are active.

As for the most common battlefield, the army here is usually led by one or more strong men with many "World Masters" to engage in large-scale battles with other races.

In fact, this is the most common situation in the Cosmic Battlefield. After all, the strong are a minority, and the vast number of ordinary World Masters are the main fighting force of the Cosmic Battlefield.

The Blue Sea Starfield is such a common cosmic battlefield.

"Woo!"

Emrys came back to his senses from the trance of traveling through time and space. At the same time, a loud voice sounded in his ears.

"Last time on Red Star Battlefield, General York led more than a thousand of us warriors and we were surrounded by more than three thousand demons. That battle was truly earth-shattering. More than a thousand of us managed to stop the siege of more than three thousand demons. General York even killed a demon that was beyond the World Master. His actions scared all the demons so much that they fled in panic."

"..."

Emrys glanced around. It was a very spacious alloy room, filled with soldiers wearing armor.

As for the voice Emrys just heard, it was that of a fat man who was sitting at a table. He sat at a high place and talked incessantly.

Below this fat man, there were more than a dozen people gathered in twos and threes. They were drinking and listening to the fat man bragging about his glorious deeds. They felt quite leisurely.

Emrys was one of these dozen people, the only difference was that he was alone.

"Blue Sea Starfield, team number 80035, a new member of the team, a "King" with an introverted personality!" Emrys savored the information in his mind, and he quickly figured out many things.

This is a team led by the World Master "Moris". This team is active in the Blue Sea Starfield. However, some time ago, they were besieged by demons and suffered heavy losses. They returned to the supply base to recruit a group of new members.

And Emrys is an ordinary King-level expert who has just joined the team.

"I wonder when the battle will start!" Emrys listened to the boasting of the fat man above, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and took a sip.

"This wine is really good wine."

Emrys looked at it with some surprise, and then he started drinking it sip by sip.

With Emrys’s strength, the wine from Spiritarium was very easy for him to drink, and he had no interest in drinking it. But drinking the wine in front of him made him go through a different feeling.

After quickly finishing a glass of wine, Emrys looked around and soon found a large wine bottle half a person’s height on the table.

Just when Emrys was thinking about getting up and pouring another glass of wine, the fat man above him waved his hand, and instantly a stream of water flowed out of the wine bottle. In a flash, the glass in front of Emrys was filled.

"Brother, this is not the way to drink this wine. You have to savor it slowly to appreciate its flavor!" The fat man laughed.

"Thank you!" Emrys raised his glass and said.

"What are you thanking me for? We are all brothers. When we are on the battlefield, we have to support each other!" The fat man looked at Emrys, then looked at the other dozen people around him, and said: "More than ten of us are considered a team, but we are just cannon fodder on the battlefield. If we don’t unite, we won’t know how we died!"

"Um!"

Hearing that the fat man, who had been bragging for a long time, finally said something useful, more than a dozen people around him nodded.

More than ten of them were Kings and were indeed the lowest level of cannon fodder on the battlefield. If they united, they still had a glimmer of hope, but if they fought alone, they would almost certainly die!

About half an hour after Emrys arrived, he quickly became familiar with these ten or so people.

Emrys also knew that the fat man was named Simo, and he was a Ninth-level King. He had been on the battlefield for more than a hundred years.

A King being able to stay on the battlefield for more than a hundred years without dying, his strength must be beyond that of an ordinary ninth-level King.

Of course, this is also due to his good luck.

Otherwise, the King is still the King. Even Emrys may die at any time in the fighting on the battlefield!

On the battlefield, the mortality rate for the World Master is 75%, and for King, it is close to 95%.

Except for those who have broken through to become World Master, the rest of the Kings who can survive are almost all the luckiest of the lucky.