Humans are devouring and selling off the heavens.

Chapter 50 The Cursing Indian Team
The world of infinite terror.

"No, I'm not reconciled! You were only one day late, why are you so much stronger?!"

In the otherwise desolate desert, a cry of fear and resentment pierced the silence.

And where the wailing sounds came from.

The Central Continent team members were surrounding several members of the Indian Continent team whose hands and feet had been severed by Gauss rifles, turning them into human stumps.

Among them, a young monk glared angrily at the members of the Central Continent Team with resentment in his eyes.

He was the captain of the Indian team, Shiva Ganden.

"Blame it on the fact that the Supreme God chose you."

A deep voice, carrying sand and grit, came from behind. Upon hearing this voice, the little monk trembled violently, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints, filled with terror.

The figure walked over through the mess, blood dripping from his healed arm, which was broken. He was strangely handsome.

It was Zheng Zha.

Shiva Gande stared at Zheng Zha's arm in disbelief.

"His arm is healed already?!"

The scene from just a few minutes ago was still etched into his mind like a brand.

The Indian team arrived earlier than the Middle-earth team, so when facing the Middle-earth team that arrived later, Shiva Gantian released and joined forces with the undead creature Imhotep.

Previously, the young monk had taken advantage of the arrival of the Middle-earth team to kill these Middle-earth team members together with Imhotep.

However, the little monk's expression changed as soon as the members of the Central Continent Team revealed their power.

He found out that he was extremely wrong.

These members of the Central Continent Team are all terrifyingly powerful, with strength like dragons and tigers and speed like lightning. They can cover a distance of 100 meters in less than a second!

He wields a top-of-the-line Gauss rifle; its bullets can penetrate dozens of meters of rock.

If they were to clash head-on, the Indian team would likely be wiped out in a single move!
Even Imhotep would have a hard time killing them.

Fortunately, Imhotep, being a resurrected undead, is neither dead nor destroyed, so the Gauss rifle is of little use to him.

In Shiva Ganden's view, even if the Middle Continent team is so strong, the Indian Continent team only needs to sit back and reap the benefits.

However, facing a monster that seemed impossible to kill, a man who appeared to be the captain of the Central Continent Team appeared.

One punch! The captain of the Central Continent Team only threw one punch!
The moment the captain of the Central Continent Team threw a punch, even from thousands of meters away watching the battle, the little monk clearly saw the scene that terrified him so much that he fled for his life.

In the distance, he heard a cry of "The creation of the world in the primordial era," and then, as if an asteroid were impacting or a god were shooting down divine punishment from the sky, the mountains before him collapsed, the earth was shattered, and all things turned to dust!
With just one punch, the immortal Imhotep was reduced to ashes!

With just one punch, a massive crater hundreds of meters wide and over a hundred meters deep was left on the ground!
Shiva Ganten's heart was terrified. He never imagined that the Central Continent Team would have such a terrifying existence!

The young monk didn't understand, and he was unwilling to accept it.

Why is there such a large gap in strength between the two teams?

These members of the Central Continent team were not only slightly stronger physically than the members of the Indo Continent team who had been enhanced to B-level Toguro, but their nerve reflexes were also terrifying.

Just as they were about to escape, several Gauss bullets were fired simultaneously from thousands of meters away, accurately severing everyone's hands and feet without killing them.

And the captain of the Central Continent Team has already transcended the realm of humanity.

Thinking of this, the little monk couldn't help but look at the large pit in the distance.

God, you son of a bitch, you want me to hit this thing?
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The remaining Indian team rookies were also found, and the Central team members gathered around them.

"Do we really have to kill them all?" Looking at the Indian team members who were like lambs to the slaughter, and thinking about what was to come, Zhan Lan felt a little reluctant.

"The main god wants us to kill each other until only one team remains, which is why there are so many reward points and side quests." Chu Xuan adjusted his glasses and sneered.

“Even if we don’t kill them, they’ve already attacked us. Do you think they’ll give us a way out?” Chu Xuan said, and everyone nodded, including Zhan Lan.

"Then let's do it according to the original plan."

Seeing that everyone nodded, Zheng Zha took out nine test tubes containing gene potion from his storage ring.

Excluding the three members who have unlocked their genetic potential, the Indian team has exactly nine members.

Then, he fed each of the unlocked members of the Indian team a vial of the gene potion.

What is the Zhongzhou team doing? ... At first, the little monk didn't understand what Zheng Zha was doing.

But the next moment, he understood.

The team members who took the medicine all looked blank.

The young monk who had unlocked his genetic potential naturally understood what this was.
"This is... a gene lock?! The Central Continent Team can make people actively activate their gene locks?!"

Seeing this, the little monk could no longer hold back. With his last ounce of strength, he looked up to the sky and roared, his hoarse curse piercing the heavens:
"God! I'll fuck your mother!"

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The horror movie world ended, and we returned to the bright, glowing sphere once more.

None of the Zhongzhou team members were injured this time, and everyone's face was filled with excitement!
Especially Chu Xuan, whose face showed a hint of fanaticism as he said:

"Zheng Zha! Do you know how many reward points we got?!"

"Everyone got a total of 28000 points! Everyone got one C-level side quest and one B-level side quest!"

This is practically no different from robbing a bank owned by the supreme god.

Not only did Chu Xuan, Lingdian, Bawang, Zhan Lan, Zhang Jie, Saito Ichi, Zheng Zha, and Zhao Yingkong all receive so many reward points, but there were also side quests.

Newcomers to the Central Continent Team, Zhang Heng and Xiao Honglu, also received the same reward points and side quests for killing members of the Indian Continent Team.

Zheng Zha nodded. Compared to the others, he had killed one more member of the Indian team and also had an A-level side quest and 5000 reward points from killing Imhotep.

With such a large sum of money, he could go to the Pavilion of All Heavens to strengthen his body again.

The creation of the world in the primordial era still has its flaws.

Although his body was already a thousand times harder than diamond, even with the amplification of the third-order gene lock, it could not withstand the enormous power of the creation of the world in the primordial era.

One hit and you lose an arm; it's practically self-destruction.

Just as Zheng Zha was about to return to the Zhutian Pavilion, he saw Zhang Jie approaching.

"Zheng Zha, wait a minute, I want to tell everyone something."

Unlike everyone else's cheerful demeanor, Zheng Zha noticed that Zhang Jie was frowning and looking worried, as if he had a lot to say.

"Zhang Jie, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Zha asked with some concern.

Zhang Jie said with a wry smile, "Zheng Zha, I'm about to die. I'm afraid if I don't say anything, I'll implicate you."

"Zhang Jie, don't scare me! What do you mean by that?!" Zheng Zha was shocked to hear this.

Zhan Lan and the others couldn't believe it either.

They just received nearly 3 reward points, which could significantly enhance their strength to an unimaginable level.

How could Zhang Jie say such a thing?
All they saw was Zhang Jie, his face full of worry, slowly speaking to Zheng Zha:

"Zheng Zha, do you believe that the God of War will make the next horror movie turn into 'Final Destination: Asteroid Hitting Earth'?"

Zheng Daxing: "?"

(End of this chapter)