As Frog approached.
More and more regions fell completely.
In the darkness, more and more people covered in blood walked behind Frog, joining the vast ranks.
At this moment, a golden sun rose slowly in the highly urbanized city center ahead.
It emitted a bright light, dispelling the darkness like dawn.
When Frog saw the sun, his steps slightly paused.
The light shone deep into his heart, as if some kind of agitation was sprouting.
Must it be destroyed?
Why not let them go?
Even a tiger wonāt eat its cubs, humans still have conscience...
"Humph." Frog suddenly snorted coldly, interrupting his inner hesitation.
Evil is the release of human evil, then this sun is trying to awaken the good within them.
"You actually found the correct usage for the Dawn Sword."
Frog looked up, unreservedly staring at the sun against the light.
No matter how dazzling the light, it could not dispel the darkness in his pupils.
"I will turn the entire Slaughter Battlefield into extreme evil."
"Even the sun, will not stop it."
The next second, a denser night fell.
The originally halted ranks continued to march forward.
The range of sunlight began to shrink visibly.
Ten minutes later.
Except for the area where Han Zhan and his group were, all other regions had fallen.
Frogās figure emerged from the darkness, wearing a jet-black cloak, like a king in the night.
He looked ahead.
There, Han Zhan and Gongyang Jin were maintaining the sun above their heads, emitting dawn glory.
Even so, it could not stop the arrival of darkness.
"Han Zhan."
Frog looked at the figure, and slowly started speaking.
His voice was grand, causing oneās eardrums to buzz upon hearing.
"I said, the final victor can only be me."
"The evil of human nature is the true meaning of this battlefield. And the goodness of human nature is insignificant."
"This has nothing to do with the Origin."
Frog brushed the ultimate battlefield again, having a more solid foundation than Han Zhan, with the favor of Slaughter Battlefieldās origin.
Under dual reinforcement, even the child of this world couldnāt compete.
The night gathered with Frogās appearance.
An indistinct boundary of light and shadow appeared beneath their feet.
Darkness was devouring light.
The night was enveloping the sun.
"What other tactics do you have, show them now."
As the advantaged side, Frog spoke with the tone of a victor.
As he gently raised his hand.
The people behind him, like zombies losing their sanity, crazily dashed toward the light, like moths to a flame.
As they rushed into the inner circle of sunlight, their bodies suddenly ignited with black flames.
That was the evil deep within them.
In the sunlight, they burned, pained, and their faces twisted with agony.
Yet they still staggered forward.
Until finally, they fell one by one on the avenue, dried up like dead fish.
The black air evaporating from their bodies all gathered towards the blazing sun in the center.
This black air dimmed the originally bright Jiaoyang somewhat.
The range of darkness advanced an inch further!
"They are polluting the sun overhead."
"Everyone has evil within. Frogās appearance makes them break from moral constraints and unleash the evil in their hearts."
"Evil thoughts will pollute the sun, gradually preventing it from continuing to shine."
By then, the entire Slaughter Battlefield will become a truly extreme evil world!
On Han Zhanās side.
Zeng Buping put on his black gentlemanās hat again, concealing his sparse hair.
Then stepped forward.
"Itās time, for us to stand out."
"Everyone."
He adjusted his gentlemanās hat and turned to look back.
All surviving Patrolmen and Special Envoys were now gathered here.
Listening to Zeng Bupingās words, each showed a sense of understanding.
Evil is in the heart.
Goodness is also in the heart.
Frog can make these people pollute the sun, but they can also purify the sun by sacrificing themselves!
"Han Te!"
Zeng Buping suddenly raised his voice and spoke.
"Itās been a pleasure working with you."
"Goodbye!"
He finished speaking, drawing a gun from his waist, pointing to his temple.
"Wait!" Han Zhan called him first, "Itās not yet at this point."
"Donāt always resort to this self-sacrificing drama!"
Han Zhanās words paused Zeng Bupingās hand holding the gun.
Not yet at that point?
Isnāt it already on the brink?
What else... Zeng Buping hadnāt yet thought the word "solution" through.
He suddenly saw fog churning in the darkness behind.
Then soon, two figures appeared in the thick fog.
Zhan Ning!
Yu Lian!
"Weāre not too late, are we?" Yu Lian glanced at Han Zhan standing in the field, then at Frog in the distance.
"The true protagonists always make their shining entrance at the final moment."
Zhan Ning raised a transparent Character Card in his hand and showed a meaningful smile.
Seeing the card he held, Frog suddenly felt a bad premonition.
Sure enough, a transparent Character Card also appeared in Yu Lianās hand.
Two transparent Character Cards, two mastermind roles!
"The bias of Slaughter Origin is too skewed; sometimes it isnāt necessarily a bad thing, is it?"
At this moment, Han Zhan spoke.
"Indeed, you have five card drawing chances, but to establish this rule, the second and third places were given four and three card drawing chances respectively."
"Adding the four Character Identity Cards dropped from killing those Conspiracy Theorists, the Spit-upon Identity Card dropped from Fallen Knights, and our own redundant Colorful Fusion Card."
"All these combined can just synthesize two Social Level 5, masterminds!"
As Han Zhanās words concluded, Yu Lian and Zhan Ning simultaneously used their Character Identity Cards.
Their identities shifted, becoming masterminds of the Evil Camp!
"Even so, what of it?"
"Two Dawn Swords at Social Level 5 canāt defeat me. Adding two masterminds, they become my opponents?"
Frog spoke disdainfully.
"Youāre mistaken."
"Making them masterminds is for the final step."
"Bob found some sparse records about Social Level 6 in the database. The records said there would be only one Social Level 6 in existence."
Frog recalled the description of Social Level 6 "evil": You are the purest evil, a unique existence in this world.
He vaguely grasped something.
Han Zhanās voice rang out again.
"Guess, if two Social Level 6 existed simultaneously, how would the rules of the Slaughter Battlefield respond?"
"Zhan Ning, Yu Lian!"
With Han Zhanās shout, Zhan Ning drew the last card.
It was a transparent blank Fusion Card.
"Fuse!"