I told you to plant peas, and you summon Mordekaiser?

Isaac's words, like sparks falling on hay, caused an even greater commotion.

The crowd immediately erupted in even more furious shouts and curses.

He has become the target of public criticism.

"Get out of here, you beast! Don't pollute my eyes!"

"What trick are they playing now?"

"Get out of the arena right now!"

"Isaac, if it weren't for the rules, I'd kill you today!"

Meanwhile, a small group of people, driven by curiosity, opened the combat power rankings to check.

"What the hell is this guy doing?"

"Nothing has changed..."

"Only the third-place winner became Huangfu Qinghe's sunflower..."

Apart from the change in third place, the data on the power ranking remains the same.

Just as the players who were checking the power rankings were about to look away, Isaac casually snapped his fingers.

next second.

The power rankings changed drastically in an instant.

The player names on the leaderboard flickered and changed as if attacked by a virus.

The players looked down and swiped the panel, their expressions gradually shifting from suspicion to astonishment, and then to shock.

"This is impossible……"

"what happened!"

"Fuck..."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The commotion spread quickly, and everyone held their breath as they watched the names on the list change constantly.

"Isek...Isek...Why is it still Isek?!"

"In an instant... everything changed!"

All eyes were focused on the power rankings, and as the names changed, the entire arena fell into a deathly silence.

The plants are still the same; nothing has changed.

Isaac's name replaced the original owner of these plants with incredible speed.

The names of plant owners changed one after another, covering almost half of the list.

"These plants... I remember they originally belonged to the participating players..."

"Belial's Fire Dragon Grass! And now its owner is Isaac!"

"There must be a system error!"

"I remember a rumor that Isaac can inherit the plants that kill players?!"

Questions and exclamations arose one after another.

In the arena.

Chen Yang stared intently at the combat power rankings.

The sudden change before my eyes was like a thunderclap, and a bad premonition instantly crept into my heart.

On the combat power ranking, the plants of their team's missing members.

At this moment, they have all changed hands!

He thought of a terrible possibility, opened his mouth, but was blocked by the surging emotions in his chest, and did not know what to say.

"This...this...this is impossible..."

Huang Aotian's face was as pale as paper.

He looked at Chen Yang, his eyes filled with unfathomable despair.

"Su Ran... has gone offline..."

Chen Yang was stunned.

He frantically opened the squad chat channel.

The group member list opened, but apart from those four, the remaining sixteen names were all dimmed.

Next to those familiar names, the iconic green highlights have disappeared, leaving only cold gray.

They went offline.

A chill crept into Chen Yang's heart like a vine, clinging tightly to him.

His clenched fist trembled slightly.

Players are offline... they all know what that means.

Having survived in this world for nearly a month, everyone knows that offline players only have one fate.

death.

"No... there must be some way to temporarily disconnect... Su Ran will come back online..."

Huang Aotian's lips trembled as he turned his head away, his eyes filled with the last glimmer of hope.

"You're right... Chen Yang..."

Chen Yang pursed his lips, unsure of what to say.

Everything happened so suddenly.

The huge venue was unusually quiet at this moment.

No one knows how Isaac did it.

now.

Isaac's voice slithered into the ears of the four in the arena like a venomous snake.

"I advise you not to harbor any more unrealistic fantasies."

He raised his head slightly, his smile cold and manic.

"I have killed them all."

His tone was flat, but every word was like a cold dagger, piercing deep into everyone's hearts.

“No one survived.”

Isaac stood there, facing countless angry, fearful, and shocked gazes, with his arms slightly outstretched.

At this moment, he was enjoying this pleasure that belonged only to him.

"Hold!"

Even though he already had a vague idea of ​​the answer, Huang Aotian was still instantly overwhelmed with anger when he heard Isaac say those words.

He roared and charged toward the audience seats.

But Chen Yang was faster, summoning Yuumi, and countless sharp spikes shot towards Isaac in the audience like a barrage of bullets.

However, an invisible barrier separated the arena from the stands, blocking all attacks.

"You deserve to die!"

Huang Aotian rushed to the sidelines and weakly pounded the barrier.

"hehe..."

Isaac stood in the audience, leaning over and coldly watching the crowd's emotions crumble.

His smile grew increasingly arrogant, each curve of his lips igniting the crowd's anger.

“Not bad... but a great play needs a stronger emotional impact, and a deeper sense of despair…” He laughed inwardly.

He wanted to make the flames burn even brighter, to push despair to its extreme—

Give hope in the midst of despair.

Then crush that last hope.

That is the ultimate despair.

Looking down at the four people below, Isaac had a strange smile on his lips.

Do you want them resurrected?

His tone was drawn out, like drops of venom.

"As far as I know, after ascension, fallen teammates... can be resurrected."

These words were like a sharp arrow, piercing Huang Aotian's already crumbling heart.

He stood there stunned for a long time.

Then he murmured, "...We won...we won..."

"Su Ran and the others might actually be resurrected...that's ascension!"

Chen Yang pursed his lips slightly, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

He wanted to persuade Huang Aotian to calm down, but seeing the other person's almost broken state, he knew that no matter what he said, the other person would not listen.

For a drowning person, anything they can grab onto is a lifeline.

Even if it was a poisoned knife handed to them by the enemy.

"Ascension...Ascension..."

Huang Aotian muttered to himself, his voice growing increasingly urgent: "But there are only four of us... how can we win? I'll go ask Zhao Changming for help; he'll understand!"

Before he finished speaking, he turned and rushed to the other end of the arena, heading straight for Zhao Changming.

"Zhao Changming!"

"Please give us your ascension spot! I need it to save people!"

Zhao Changming frowned slightly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Finally he shook his head.

"Huang Aotian, don't be misled by Isaac. No one knows what ascension means; it's just a lie he told us."

Huangfu Qinghe and Liu Yan followed closely behind, their expressions solemn.

They pursed their lips tightly, unable to utter a single word.

Although they understood that Zhao Changming was right.

But Isaac's words were like a poisonous seed, already taking root in everyone's hearts and growing wildly.

What if ascension could really save sixteen people?

Even though no one knows what will happen after ascension.

But this also means that ascension represents infinite possibilities!

It's not impossible to revive players who have ascension slots!

A glimmer of hope appeared in everyone's hearts.

Huang Aotian roared uncontrollably, "You don't understand! I need an ascension spot to save people! Please! Help us!"

He even pretended to kneel down in front of Zhao Changming, but Chen Yang stopped him.

Seeing this, Zhao Changming's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness: "I have a reason to ascend, and this reason is no less important than yours."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Chen Yang and his group, his tone becoming more forceful.

"If you want this spot, beat us in the Ascension Tournament."

After saying that, he turned and left.

In the audience.

Isaac watched this scene from afar, his inner satisfaction reaching its peak.

Everything was proceeding according to his script.

In fact, he did not know that Ascension had the function of resurrecting players.

Just as Zhao Changming said, it was all a lie.

But his purpose was achieved.

The seeds of hope have been sown.