Chapter 279: Chapter279: First Place by an Insurmountable Lead, Leaving the Entire Field in the Dust

"Endless Divine Power!"

Daniel’s true body and his ninety-nine clones joined forces to control the seemingly boundless Sea of Elements, an ocean of interwoven ice and fire.

The vast power suddenly closed in like the collapse of heaven and earth, swallowing every magical beast that was still plummeting through the air.

At the same time, an endless stream of ice and fire elements continued to condense wildly in the void, constantly pouring into the Sea of Elements and ensuring that it would never run dry.

Countless Divine-grade magical beasts were dragged into the vast ocean. Their shrill, agonized howls rose one after another, each cry more heart-wrenching than the last.

[Ding! You have slain a Divine-grade magical beast and obtained Primal Spirit ×1000...]

System notifications surged in wave after wave like an unending tide.

Daniel had long since grown accustomed to this. He did not even lift an eyelid.

Meanwhile, every other contestant in Warzone 1 stared at the scene in stunned disbelief.

That limitless Sea of Elements had nearly enveloped the entire Warzone, sweeping all ninety thousand magical beasts into its grasp!

Whether those magical beasts were low-grade, mid-grade, or high-grade, there was no exception.

The magical beasts writhed and struggled within the elemental sea, their miserable roars shaking the heavens and earth, yet no matter how desperately they fought, none could break free.

"By the Creator... Lord Faustus... is he planning to take on ninety thousand Divine-grade magical beasts all by himself?"

One contestant swallowed with difficulty, his eyes bulging out of their sockets.

"Take them on? You call this taking them on?"

"This is clearly... Lord Faustus claiming all ninety thousand magical beasts for himself! It doesn’t matter what grade they are. He’s crushing every single one of them!"

"The competition only just started!"

"He opened with a forbidden-grade Sea of Elements. Is this... his way of showing them respect?"

Elysi’s brows drew tightly together. He looked toward Daniel’s direction with displeasure, a trace of wariness and indignation flashing through his eyes.

What an enormous appetite this fellow had!

He was actually trying to monopolize all the magical beast resources in the entire Warzone.

A flicker of unease rose within Elysi’s heart. If he wanted to hunt magical beasts and increase his own kill count, he might have no choice but to clash with Faustus head-on.

Yet he could sense an unfamiliar but incredibly powerful stream of mind power locked firmly onto him at all times.

His heart churned with conflict, but even after a long while, he did not dare move.

...

In the spectator arena, the massive screen across the sky displayed every battle taking place in each Warzone.

The shocking sight of Faustus sweeping through ninety thousand magical beasts single-handedly fell into the eyes of every Oracle-grade present. Not one of the gathered powerhouses could remain unmoved.

"That Faustus from Canaan Starfield is no simple character."

The Oracle-grade of Samuel Starfield raised an eyebrow and sighed in a low voice.

"Elysi is probably in trouble. Forget it. As long as he keeps his true strength concealed, that will be enough. There is no need for him to confront a peak powerhouse like this directly."

"Faustus... As expected of the Starchosen of this generation. He cannot be underestimated."

The Oracle-grade of Aurora Starfield watched the enormous screen with great interest, a faint, meaningful smile forming at the corner of his lips.

"A minor issue. Marcus of my Starfield possesses formidable strength. He is in no way inferior to Faustus."

The Oracle-grade of Alba Starfield stroked his long beard, his smile carrying a touch of confidence.

...

As Daniel controlled the Sea of Elements and harvested magical beasts at a frantic pace, he silently calculated his kill count.

Just then, an icy announcement suddenly resounded throughout the map, its voice covering the entire Realm of the Holy Spirit.

[Battle Record Announcement: Faustus has slain more than one hundred magical beasts.]

[Battle Record Announcement: Harris has slain more than one hundred magical beasts.]

[Battle Record Announcement: Udi has slain more than one hundred magical beasts.]

[Battle Record Announcement: ...]

"A realm-wide announcement?"

Daniel blinked.

There were actually so many contestants capable of keeping pace with him?

The corners of his mouth curved upward slightly as he murmured softly,

"Can all of you... continue following behind me?"

Several seconds later, the announcements exploded once more!

[Battle Record Announcement: Faustus has slain more than one thousand magical beasts.]

[Battle Record Announcement: Eris has slain more than one thousand magical beasts.]

[Battle Record Announcement: Igor has slain more than one thousand magical beasts.]

"Only two."

Daniel’s eyes lit up as he memorized those two names.

Eris. Igor!

Both were nine-star powerhouses, and neither was an ordinary figure!

Then, almost in the very same instant—

[Battle Record Announcement: Faustus has slain more than ten thousand magical beasts!]

This time, no other name appeared after his on the announcement board!

Warzone 7.

When Faustus’s battle record exploded through the realm like a clap of thunder, James was drenched in sweat as he cut down a magical beast.

The instant he heard the announcement, his entire body froze.

James gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath, "Damn it, Faustus, you ridiculously overpowered monster!"

He glanced at his own kill count.

He had only just broken past five hundred!

"Faustus..."

Harris’s eyes were filled with complicated emotions.

"As expected, you are still just as dazzling as ever. So brilliant that no one can even look directly at you!"

Warzone 5.

"Faustus has already killed ten thousand magical beasts?"

The corner of Silas’s mouth twitched. He nearly lost his grip on the weapon in his hand.

"Could... could he possibly be cheating?"

Even a rare ripple of emotion appeared in Julian’s empty eyes.

"Faustus... is somewhat terrifying."

The announcements continued, but Faustus’s name was like a brand burned into the very top of the leaderboard, immovable and impossible to ignore!

[Battle Record Announcement: Faustus has slain more than twenty thousand magical beasts.]

Boom—!

The contestants in Warzone 1 completely erupted into an uproar.

Many experts stopped fleeing and flew back up into the air, staring blankly at the distant figure who resembled an invincible war god.

"Did I hear that wrong? These magical beasts... what grade were they again?"

"D-Divine-grade..."

"The creatures Lord Faustus is killing are Divine-grade magical beasts? Anyone who didn’t know better would think he was slaughtering ants..."

"I’m starting to suspect something is wrong with my ears."

"Everyone, those are Divine-grade magical beasts! He can surround and massacre so many of them all by himself... ’Absurd’ is no longer enough to describe this!"

The sound of the announcements rang out like beating war drums, never pausing for even an instant.

[Battle Record Announcement: Faustus has slain more than thirty thousand magical beasts.]

Boom—!

This time, it was no longer limited to Warzone 1.

Upon hearing that number, every contestant across all ten Warzones felt an illusory sense of disbelief, as though they had somehow fallen into a dream.

"You’ve got to be kidding me!"

"Are we really participating in the same trial?"

"What exactly are we even doing here?"

"Faustus has already killed thirty thousand... I only just finished killing my fifth one!"

"I only just managed to escape from the magical beasts chasing me... Compared to him, I’m nothing but a joke."

"Faustus... is he the God of War himself?"

The expressions of the other nine-star powerhouses became especially ugly.

"Faustus... You truly hid your strength well!"

Silas raised his head toward the sky and let out a long sigh, his face filled with helplessness.

"Hiss—"

Harris felt a bitter dryness in his throat.

He suddenly realized just how foolish he had been to once imagine defeating Faustus and proving himself stronger.

Faustus was unquestionably the strongest enemy he had ever encountered in his life.

There was no one else even close.

"Faustus... I wonder who would prove superior between you and Flora?"

Julian pondered silently, a flicker of expectation flashing through his eyes.

At the same time, in the spectator stands, cries of astonishment continuously rose from the gathered Oracle-grades.

"This kid... is an absolute monster!"

The Oracle-grade of Maritim Starfield shook his head in amazement.

"Canaan Starfield’s Contribution Points and harvest this time will probably be beyond anyone else’s reach."

The Oracle-grade of Lumina Starfield gave a soft sigh, his voice filled with envy.

"During the warm-up competition, Samuel Starfield suppressed the entire field. How awe-inspiring they were then."

"And now? They have merely served as the perfect foil for Faustus and Canaan Starfield."

The stronger Samuel Starfield appeared, the more it highlighted Faustus’s brilliance.

No matter how powerful they were, they still did not possess anyone who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Faustus.

In the end, Faustus alone was stronger than them all!

"Marcus of my Starfield... is only very, very slightly inferior to Faustus."

The Oracle-grade of Alba Starfield reluctantly revised his earlier statement, his voice noticeably lower than before.

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