Monsters Are Coming
Chapter 240 - 121: A Powerful Opportunity Arrives_3

Chapter 240: Chapter 121: A Powerful Opportunity Arrives_3

They stared eagerly at the horizon, waiting for the opportunity to arrive, hoping to become the lucky ones chosen for the Hidden Task.

If this scene was seen by other races in the Sea Clan, they would surely find it incredible.

In their eyes, the arena represented despair and death, and being captured meant there was no chance of coming out alive.

But in the players’ eyes, death was the norm.

Every player had experienced death, and if they could exchange death for rich rewards, they were willing to die.

During the wait, some players even fantasized about winning streaks in the arena, harvesting abundant sacrificial power.

Finally, beyond the horizon, a silently flying arena flying device appeared.

Seeing this, many players jumped and waved, hoping the arena flying device would notice them.

Some players even bought signal flares from the store to release, fearing the arena flying device might change its course and leave them in vain joy.

Amid the players’ anticipation, the flying device came as they wished, growing larger in sight.

When the flying device hovered over the coastline, the players cheered excitedly.

At this moment, the Arena Hunter inside the flying device looked puzzled, clearly unable to comprehend the strange behavior of these creatures on the coast.

Previously, wherever the flying device passed, the Sea Clan residing on various islands would scatter, afraid of being captured and sent to the arena.

But the behavior of this group on the coast seemed to welcome its arrival.

However, the hunter didn’t dwell on this issue; he only needed to complete the task assigned by the Ancient God and capture the Warriors.

In an instant, a beam of light shot from the flying device, scanning over the eagerly awaiting figures of the Alien Race on the coast.

In an instant, the biological detection radar displayed numerous red and blue dots, with the light intensity indicating the life strength and spiritual strength of the Alien Race below.

Seeing the scan data displayed, the hunter frowned subconsciously.

These creatures were generally weak, with most not meeting the capture standards, though a few barely met the requirements for beginner warriors.

He then maneuvered the flying device to release energy ropes, accurately wrapping around the lives of those who met the standards below, dragging them into a metal container for imprisonment.

Seeing the flying device begin selecting, the players were unusually excited.

A player, wrapped and pulled by an energy rope, turned around and flipped the bird:

"Hahaha, finally my turn, I’m off first."

Another player, seeing his brother being wrapped by the energy rope, grabbed the rope, trying to ’ascend’ with his brother, but was instantly bounced away by the energy bursting from the rope, cursing as his good brother left:

"You really deserve it, hope you come back with 0 wins, I’ll be waiting for you here."

As a player was being dragged by the energy rope, he turned and posed, flexing his biceps, grinning at the members of his guild:

"This is the treatment of the strong, don’t see me off, I’m going to the arena to fill a few bags of money, then return home in glory, and give you all red envelopes."

...

The capture process took less than a minute.

A total of 12 players were caught into the arena flying device.

As the flying device left, the remaining players looked terribly disappointed, feeling they had missed the chance to get rich.

The voice channel buzzed with complaints:

"Why are all the ones captured from the Human Clan? Is this Ancient God Race discrimination? Why not a single one from the Gills Fish Clan and Abyss Fish Clan? I protest, I’m reporting this to the Earth Alliance, it’s too unfair."

"Seeing my good brother captured is more painful than death for me. We have the same Life Soul Level; he plays melee, I play mage. Why was he picked and not me? The more I think about it, the angrier I get. When I become stronger, I’m going to smash that arena."

"Bro above, don’t mess around. The arena is a shearing paradise; pleasing the Ancient Gods is our heartfelt desire. I firmly uphold the Ancient God’s dominance in this sea domain; I won’t let anyone damage the Ancient God Arena, even the Ancient God himself."

"I wasted 20 minutes waiting and got nothing; let’s continue to the Crystal Palace to kill shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Let’s hope to conquer that Rule Domain Node soon. So looking forward to this Rule Buff, wonder what effect it will bring."

...

The Hidden Task in the players’ eyes concluded here.

And the batch heading to the Death Arena became the focus of the player forums.

The captured players were also quite smart.

They knew they could start live streaming to attract attention, and with some luck, receive tips and sponsorships from pay-to-play players, so they all activated the live stream mode.

Meanwhile, the flying device capturing players made rounds across many islands in the sea domain before flying straight through the Evil Moon Domain towards the Ghost Shadow Sea Domain.

minutes later, the flying device docked inside the Death Arena.

The captured players gradually escaped from the metal prison.

Unlike other Alien Race warriors who were filled with fear and despair, the arriving players were raring to go, looking extremely excited.

The Ancient God’s Servant who saw this scene was quite surprised.

"Interesting," he said.

Then, the Ancient God’s Servant looked towards the flying device and said in a deep voice:

"Hunter, what race are these warriors from?"

Faced with the inquiry, a voice came from the flying device:

"Not sure, it’s intel from No. 4 that instructed me to capture lives from the Colorful Mist Coast Region."

"No. 4?!" Hearing this, the Ancient God’s Servant nodded, then swept his gaze over the present players, asking with a playful expression:

"Aren’t you afraid? Do you know where this is?"

Facing the inquiry, a player immediately answered:

"The Death Arena!"

"And do you know what you need to do here?"

"Please the Ancient Gods!" the players answered in unison, their eyes filled with irrepressible joy and excitement.

The players’ answer clearly startled the Ancient God’s Servant, who then couldn’t help but laugh heartily:

"Very well, you please me greatly. Although the Qi-Blood Strength emanating from you is weak, your high spirits and awareness surpass those warriors who have power but fear slaughter. You are more like qualified warriors than they are."

As he spoke, the Ancient God’s Servant glanced disdainfully at the fearful Alien Race warriors present.

After speaking, the Ancient God’s Servant looked at the flying device still parked not far away:

"Hunter, pay special attention to this race."

The hunter didn’t respond, instead maneuvering the flying device directly into the sky, ready to begin a new round of capture activities.