Berserk God of War

Capítulo 1459: Chapter 1459: Hanfeng Mansion, Young Master Pei Arrives

Upon hearing these explanations, Sikong Jing couldn’t help but furrow his brows tightly…

Not until now did he realize that the rules of the Genius Battle in the Siege Battle were so bloody and brutal, disregarding the lives and safety of ordinary people. It was too cruel for those in the Chaotic District.

“I’ve already taken all the children I could to the Yao Residence.” Yang Yi spoke in a low voice again.

He had taken all the children from the Chaotic District to the Yao Residence, and he had also taken in those nearby that could be reached.

They couldn’t let the children be affected by the Siege Battle…

Meanwhile, Fan Kui added, “Why are our Sky Wolf Team fighting so desperately? Because most of us come from the Chaotic Eighth District, and only by fighting desperately can we take away our family and friends during the Siege Battle.”

“Now, those who can leave the Chaotic District have basically left.”

“Those who cannot leave can only dig tunnels at home and pray not to be affected by the fighting, while most of our Sky Wolf Team members are children who survived the Siege Battle ten years ago…”

Saying this, Fan Kui clenched his fists tightly, clearly indicating that there were also many who could not leave.

Because they lack money, because they have mobility issues…

Because Hanluan City is so large that for some, leaving was more dangerous than staying, and also because some were too young and undisciplined, having neither kin nor anyone to tell them they should run.

“Of course, for some children, this is also a chance to change their destiny.”

Fan Kui suddenly grinned and continued, “Just like me, I seized Combat Skills and Cultivation Techniques from the corpse of a genius ten years ago and then hid deep underwater for ten days and nights to gain today’s strength.”

At this, Sikong Jing took a deep breath.

The battle hadn’t even truly begun, yet the sense of looming brutality was already palpable, like dense clouds.

Finally, the Divine Shuttle Ship from the Yao Residence left Hanluan City and reached the Hanfeng Mansion outside the city.

As a power in the Haner Second District, the Yao Residence was qualified to enter Hanfeng Mansion…

Only forces from the Hanyi District and Haner Second District could enter, representing their identity and status. The mansion would also host important figures who set the rules for the Siege Battle and issue commands,

though the Yao Residence itself was relegated to the far outskirts within Hanfeng Mansion.

The rule setters were not from Haner Second District forces, and they didn’t encompass all forces of the Hanyi District either, but rather the ten most powerful among them—specifically, the top ten from the last Siege Battle.

Once the Yao Residence entourage landed, Sikong Jing gazed from afar towards the center of the mansion…

There stood a massive circular stone platform, upon which representatives of ten major forces stood.

The East Dominator Branch was among them, as was the Sacred Canggu Peak.

And included were others like the Shiyu Commerce among the ten great powers.

Yang Zhi’s Yang Family was not included among them, aside from the two major commerce guilds, most were Holy Land level presences from Central Plains East, not one was a local force.

It was said that Hanluan City was the largest city in Central Plains East, with too many interests involved here.

So every Siege Battle, various forces would send representatives to participate. It’s essentially a major showdown for the entire Central Plains East, although the major powers might not dispatch their strongest disciples, but will focus on honing them.

Yet, they are undoubtedly top-tier beings.

“Hmm?”

Perhaps feeling the gaze from Sikong Jing and Duanmu Chun and others, a chilly glint appeared in Gong Ying’s eyes as she cast a glance from the stone platform, and then slightly curled her lips…

As they predicted yesterday, Sikong Jing would indeed represent the Yao Residence for the Siege Battle; thus, he must be vanquished!

Thud, thud, thud…

Just then, footsteps sounded abruptly, and a richly dressed elder gently stepped onto the circular stone platform, causing Gong Ying and her companions to immediately shift their gaze to him.

“He’s Chang Ao, the president of the Hanluan City Soldier Formation Master Guild.”

“Due to the unique nature of the Soldier Formation Master Guild, they’re always the hosts and witnesses of every Siege Battle…”

Duanmu Chun softly explained to Sikong Jing and the others.

The group nodded slightly, then watched as Chang Ao took his stand and raised his voice…

“The time is almost here, and the rules remain the same as every Siege Battle.”

“First, the young must enter from the Chaotic Eighth District, then during entry into the Han District, Emperor Martial Stage experts will commence joining.”

“Among them, Emperor Martial Stage must be below Venerable Level, and the young must be under thirty years old.”

“There shouldn’t be more than ten Emperor Martial Stage participants, nor more than a hundred young talents.”

“Our Soldier Formation Master Guild will oversee everything, and any rule violation will result in immediate annihilation…”

“Meanwhile, the Hanluan City will have courtyards marked with Siege symbols. Capturing these courtyards and seizing the battle flags inside means the end of the captor’s Siege Battle, prohibiting any further attacks.”

“Each courtyard represents a territory, and the more courtyards and battle flags captured, the larger the territory will be divided later.”

Chang Ao’s voice resounded throughout the area, reaching beyond Hanfeng Mansion…

Everyone listened quietly. Still, it was routine, and most people already knew the rules.

“As for the final Soldier Formation Master battle, it will occur after the first two are done, serving as additional contention.” Chang Ao spoke gently, not elaborating much on the supplementation process.

For most people, the final stage wasn’t required participation anyway.

For instance, if a force only snags a minor courtyard from the Chaotic Seventh District, would they even bother engaging in a Soldier Formation Master battle?

Upon concluding, Chang Ao swept his gaze across the area once more, then declared: “Well, now each faction may take their talents and prepare to set forth.”

As soon as these words fell, fists were clenched throughout the audience, preparing for battle!

Yet, at this moment, a feeble chuckle sounded: “Brother Chang, shouldn’t we emphasize not to harm innocent ordinary people too much…?”

Upon this utterance, eyes across the audience instinctively glinted.

Especially those atop the stone platform, each furtively pondering whence this master had come.

Sikong Jing, likewise, felt a flicker of recognition, finding the voice familiar—it belonged to Cang Lin of the Sacred Canggu Peak.

Once the voice had ceased, indeed, the crowd watched as Cang Lin appeared, landing at the foot of the stone platform before Chang Ao.

At the same time, Tie Ti’er atop the stone platform joyfully called, “Grandpa Cang Lin…”

Cang Lin responded with a smile, then strode onto the platform, heading towards Chang Ao.

The former being the president of the Canggu City Array Master Union and the latter the president of Hanluan City Union; as esteemed Soldier Formation Master grandmasters, they were naturally quite familiar with each other.

So a slight chill entered Chang Ao’s eyes as he stated, “Turns out it’s Brother Cang Lin. What’s there to emphasize? The Siege Battle is both disaster and opportunity for everyone; it’s simply the way of the world.”

In a disaster, seeking survival, like Fan Kui uncovering opportunities—it’s the norm of this world.

Yet it also revealed Chang Ao’s coldness and Cang Lin’s compassionate heart.

And before Cang Lin could respond, suddenly another imposing voice echoed from above.

The voice descended from the sky: “President Chang spoke most correctly, those ordinary people are mere ants, who cares about them?”

As this voice faded, Cang Lin stood on the platform consumed by shock, abruptly raising his head saying: “Qianwang Holy Tower, Pei Yuzheng.”