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Chapter 677 - 408: He’s Not Even Thirty?! (6K for Monthly Pass)_2

Chapter 677: Chapter 408: He’s Not Even Thirty?! (6K for Monthly Pass)_2

But Miss Ruò, the Trial Officer before them, was ultimately the one in control of this place, wielding power the extent of which was unknown...The mythic beings did not dare talk back.

Moreover, compared with such insignificant disregard, they were more concerned about the content spoken by the Trial Officer Ruò.

The Evil God is sleeping?

’But if the indescribable Evil God is still in slumber, then what was the battle of the Evil God, the visage of the Evil God that I witnessed?’ Fang You pondered.

He was, after all, ’the daring one who had looked directly at the Evil God,’ but upon careful reflection, he realized that his knowledge of the Evil God was too shallow. Were the scenes from Citina’s memories truly of the Evil God himself?

And what about the recent war between the Red Moon Camp and the Extreme Night Faction?

"Miss Ruò, may I ask... what plan are you referring to?" Xi Guang the Demigod posed the question again.

But this time, Trial Officer Ruò did not reveal the secret that everyone yearned for.

"A plan is a plan, this Trial Officer is only responsible for answering questions related to the trial. As for the rest, there’s nothing I can tell you."

Whether Ruò was unwilling to answer or was constrained from answering, it was unclear.

The mythic beings had no way of finding out.

Seeing that they couldn’t glean more information from the Trial Officer, Xi Guang the Demigod was somewhat disappointed. Many mythic beings from different regions didn’t care much for these historical secrets; to them, they were just stories to listen to, and the trial at hand was what truly deserved their attention.

Seeing that Xi Guang the Demigod didn’t ask further, another mythic being stepped forward to inquire about the most pressing concerns; the trial issues and specifications.

Trial Officer Ruò turned around and pointed toward the distance, where several circles of varying sizes could be seen engraved on the ground.

"The trial of Area 404 is divided into two levels, Mythic Realm and below the Mythic Realm."

"Anyone who meets the rank requirement of the Mythic Realm can undergo the trial, but young prodigies can obtain a higher scoring coefficient and rewards."

"For those below the Mythic Realm, there are no rank restrictions, only age... must be below 30."

No sooner had the words fallen than many of the Awakeners on the spacious platform froze before erupting into an uproar.

"What, under 30 years of age?"

"You got to be kidding, what can those little kids do?"

"Trial Officer Miss, take a look at me, I might be seventy-nine this year, but I’m still young and strong. It’s the likes of me who are the true powerhouses below the Mythic Realm, your demand for under 30... What strong contenders could there be under 30!"

"Exactly, exactly, these trial rules are too detached from reality!"

Pressed among the various forces present were indeed some younger generations, but they were only accompanying their elders to broaden their horizons. The true trial main forces were thought by the leaders of each faction to be the Six Senses strong ones, those with the title of Six Senses.

Now, these powerful individuals who bore their high expectations were directly barred from entry.

They knew that the trials of the Candela Empire could be harsh, but this level of severity was ridiculous!

They hoped that after a collective appeal, the Trial Officer might make some accommodations, but what they were met with was only a disdainful and disappointed look from Trial Officer Ruò.

"This era is such a disappointment."

"Our Candela Empire’s trials are about selecting and nurturing geniuses. You’re in your seventies or eighties and still consider yourselves young? I suggest you go back to farming, so you don’t waste resources."

The mythic beings of the four dominant forces remained silent at this moment. Although they were also surprised, they did not express any dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, the rest of the mythic beings and Six Senses strong ones were quickly pacified.

They dared not make a fuss; after all, they could find excellent young people under 30 within their Oasis. Allowing the youth to partake in the trials and scrape some rewards was still an option. It would be a true disaster if they were to be completely disqualified.

Trial Officer Ruò snorted coldly and then spoke,

"Our Area 404 trials test individual combat skills. Those below the Mythic Realm have two types of enemies to choose from: one is the instructor puppets produced by our Candela Empire, and the other is Mysterious Evil."

"If you wish to undertake the trial, proceed to that circular platform over there. Make it quick, or are you saying you don’t even have the courage to face the trial? Of course, if you’re not up to par, I recommend you don’t come up here and embarrass yourself."

...

"I will!"

After a brief silence, a brown-haired youth stepped forward, his face colored with indignation.

He was the grandson of the leader of the Great Oasis, already a Four Senses non-human strong one despite his young age, and he was no novice lacking in combat experience. The number of Mysterious Evils he had slain was well beyond ten thousand, and he could easily come out victorious in battles against peers of the same rank.

He acknowledged that the Awakeners of the Candela era might be stronger than them, but people of his era would not show weakness!

He would uphold the dignity of the era!

The brown-haired young man stepped onto the designated circular platform. Instantly, the edge of the platform lit up with a green glow, signifying his age was verified as indeed below 30 years of age.

In the next instant, accompanied by a burst of brilliant light, the figure on the circular platform vanished, appearing hundreds of meters away inside the large white ring that demarcated the combat arena.

A white light screen rose from the ring on the ground, enveloping the entire combat arena within it.

Then, hundreds of meters opposite the brown-haired youth, a patch of black mist began to rise out of nowhere. From within the mist, a humanoid Mysterious Evil with a wide grin slowly emerged.

"It’s the Grinning Wood Puppet!"

These rare types of Mysterious Evil weren’t so rare after all, as most of those present could recognize at a glance: it was the four-star Mysterious Evil, the Grinning Wood Puppet.