There is One New Rule Every Month Globally-Chapter 493 - 347: "Profession": Giant Heavy Armor. _4

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What Chen Yi didn't know was.

At the moment he confirmed his acceptance.

The Patriarch of the Feng Family, located at the Annihilation Starfield Project Team, couldn't help but slightly curve the corners of his mouth upward, revealing a smile of a conspiracy triumphing in his eyes. Placing his hands on the desk, he looked at Chen Yi in the screen, feigning a shake of his head and a sigh.

"Young people really are impatient, aren't they? Just seeing Zenith Radiance and a 10-second countdown can easily cloud their judgment."

"I originally thought he was going to be a tough opponent."

"Now it looks like I didn't even need to use seventy percent of my strength, and he's already finished."

"This is quite disappointing."

"Isn't it?"

Standing behind the Patriarch of the Feng Family, Feng Yuan's eyes flickered with the satisfaction of revenge being served. His long-held grudge was finally coming to an end. These past days, Chen Yi had been throwing his weight around in the entire Ascension game.

But his own days were about to get tough.

Originally, relying on the Feng Family's name, wherever he went on any planet's territory, wasn't everyone extremely respectful towards him?

Helping those players, to be honest, was a bit difficult, but wanting to harm a particular player was not hard at all.

However, ever since he suffered a setback at the hands of Chen Yi, and the Five Clans were annihilated by him, his prestige within Annihilation Starfield had greatly diminished, making him feel like he had lost all face.

"Right—"

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Suddenly remembering something, Feng Yuan spoke up, "The leader of the Annihilation Starfield Project Team contacted us again. They want us to find a way to cancel this map as soon as possible, and then act as mediators to help us negotiate with Chen Yi."

"Negotiate?"

The Patriarch of the Feng Family sneered, "Negotiate my ass. It's a fight to the death."

"Of course, we don't need to respond so directly. After all, that leader is also my superior. Just keep stalling, that's fine. Once Chen Yi is dead, everything will be easy to discuss. By the way, has the live-stream for the players in Annihilation Starfield started yet?"

"It has."

Feng Yuan hurriedly nodded in agreement, "All the players in Annihilation Starfield can see this live-stream. Chen Yi's death will bring back all the face our Feng Family has lost these days."

"Very good."

The Patriarch of the Feng Family nodded in satisfaction, "That's the way to do it."

He then turned his gaze back to the screen in front of him, ready to start enjoying the look of despair on Chen Yi's face. He had already learned that Chen Yi's main strength came from a title that allowed him to use skills and props without limit.

For this, he had specially found such a prop for Chen Yi.

How's that?

I guess Chen Yi is already starting to despair, never having thought his strongest method would be cracked.

The first map he gave to Chen Yi was a map where all skills and props were restricted, but what annoyed him was that even without any fighting capability, Chen Yi managed to flatter and scramble the NPCs with nonsensical blabbering and successfully cleared the map.

So, this time, the map was specially screened by him.

Pure combat map.

It stripped Chen Yi of his strongest method, but it didn't entirely ban his combat capabilities. From the boss down to the mobs, all were beings without sentience, ensuring that Chen Yi couldn't clear it easily with his nonsensical talk like last time.

Can you really reason with these mummies?

This is a pure combat map. There's no second option but to fight your way out.

And since Chen Yi's strongest method is taken away, I really don't know what kind of tactic Chen Yi has that could keep him alive this time.

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On the other hand.

Chen Yi had already surveyed the area around him. The map wasn't large, just a stretch of wasteland before his eyes.

The area of the wasteland was about the size of Yancheng. Compared to the maps he had been dealing with lately, this definitely qualified as a small map.

Surrounding the wasteland were walls of air, impenetrable.

In the center of the wasteland, there was a small hill with a tomb entrance on the rock face, and nothing else — a small-sized map.

After surveying the entire map, Chen Yi, with his walking stick in hand, took big strides into the tomb. The tomb was lit with oil lamps, and although the light wasn't dazzling, it was enough to ensure that he could clearly see everything around him.

Directly ahead was a corridor with steps leading downward.

About three to four meters in height and width, perfectly square.

The walls were covered with traces of antiquity and appeared to have some years on them.

Without much time to observe, he saw at the turn ahead of the steps, two mummies wielding rusty iron swords. They creaked towards him, running down the stairs.

They seemed to have a hard time running.

Their skeletons shook as they ran, making it difficult to imagine these bandage-wrapped skeletons possessing much strength.