Full health is the kill threshold, no matter if you're a god or a demon!

"How could this happen?!"

Grom was horrified.

According to his intelligence, Liu Nian's pets should be a giant crab and a spider demon! How come there's an extra dragon! And a damn fire dragon at that!

However, there is no time for him to think too much now.

The game started as soon as Liu Nian rushed onto the track!

Darkness rolled behind him, and a Grim Reaper wielding a giant scythe appeared, floating in the air and looking at Grom.

Grom shuddered, yelled at the war pig, and rushed in himself!

As Liu Nian rode the little fire dragon, effortlessly traversing the lava inferno at near cruising speed, he was unaware that with each flap of his wings, the figure of the dark Grim Reaper behind him became a little lighter, and the speed of the pursuit increased accordingly.

Grom has already equipped his third Icefield War Boar.

He was curled up inside a specially made ice sled, his thick frost wolf fur coat covering only his eyes, the wheels screeching on the smooth ice.

Despite being well-prepared and having a considerable initial speed, the effect of "deep ice slowdown" was like countless icy little hands reaching out from under the ice, constantly dragging his wheels.

"Faster! Faster!" he roared, whipping the reins. The war pig exhaled white steam and charged forward with all its might.

But the real terror of ice racing lies in the "variables".

A seemingly flat ice surface suddenly collapsed, revealing a bottomless ice cave below. The war pig stood upright in panic, and the ice sled almost overturned.

Grom frantically maneuvered around the obstacle, only to have several more translucent ice elemental creatures materialize ahead, slowly but stubbornly attempting to block his path.

He had to divert his energy to use the War Boar's charge and its built-in ice resistance aura to push them away.

Every pause, every change of direction, consumes precious time and brings us closer to death.

At first, he felt fine.

He had calculated that with the speed of the ice sled, his own resistance, and the stamina of his three pets, he should be able to outlast Liu Nian. Although the opponent was very fast, if he could hold out for a while and wait for the dragon's stamina to decrease, he should still have a chance to win.

But gradually, he sensed something was wrong.

The chilling rustling sound behind him—the sound of Death's black robes brushing against the ice—did not recede as he ran, but instead... grew clearer? Even faster?!

"How is this possible?!" Grom turned around in shock and glanced back.

The pitch-black projection of the Grim Reaper did not change its pace, but with each step, the distance it covered seemed to increase!

The seemingly safe distance between itself and itself is shrinking at a visible rate!

"Could it be..." A terrifying thought struck him, "The Grim Reaper's acceleration... is adjusted based on the speed of the faster person?!"

He suddenly turned his head, as if he could see through the barrier of space to the damned, fire-immune dragon on the other track, carrying Liu Nian leisurely... "taking a stroll"!

"Liu Nian—!!!" Grom's roar echoed through the icy abyss, filled with desperate rage.

At this moment, he was no longer the hunter, but the prey.

The faster the opponent flies, the faster the guillotine falls from above his head!

Liu Nian is indeed very "leisurely".

The little dragon spread its wings and glided smoothly over the churning lava river.

It would sometimes deliberately approach the pillars of flames shooting down below, letting the flames wash over its scales, revealing a contented expression.

A cascading waterfall of lava? That's just a slightly warmer bathwater.

The high temperatures in the air, enough to melt steel, are merely a pleasant warm breeze to it.

Liu Nian himself was more relaxed.

His 60% magic damage reduction and 70% damage over time reduction, combined with over 10,000 magic resistance, make the damage numbers displayed in the environment pitifully low.

-1221 (resistance)

-2311 (resistance)

-942 (resistance)

……

Occasionally, a few hundred or a thousand damage might appear, but compared to his nearly one hundred million health points, it's nothing.

Even that can't keep up with his own recovery speed!

I really don't know what Grom was thinking, actually trying to use this kind of environment to kill him?

Are all pigs' brains this peculiar?

Liu Nian was admiring the scenery along the way: the color of the lava, the regularity of the flames erupting, the seemingly endless crimson in the distance...

"I wonder if this place is similar to the Fire Elemental Plane," he thought.

About five minutes later.

[System notification: Your opponent has been captured by the 'Death Projection'.]

[The duel is over. You have won!]

[You have won the prize for winning the "Ice and Fire Track": the legendary special building item - "Banner of Exile".]

……

Grom gave up resistance on his own.

He could have struggled a little longer, but he knew it was pointless.

Since we can't win, let's end this torture sooner rather than later.

In the final moments before being touched by Death's scythe, Grom felt no fear, only rage.

He thought he had planned everything perfectly, except that Liu Nian happened to have a pet that was immune to fire.

[You are dead. 】

[The Ancestral Blessing has taken effect; you have respawned at your designated resurrection point, Forge Keep.]

[You have suffered the loser's penalty in the "Ice and Fire Track": all attributes reduced by 30% for 24 hours.]

He's dead, so be it. As long as he didn't die in Liu Nian's bizarre space, he has a chance to be resurrected and start over.

The lava, high temperature, and crimson sky before Liu Nian receded like a tide.

The next moment, Liu Nian stood steadily on the ravaged ground of the Shining Mine, holding a small, dark silver flag that felt cold to the touch and was embroidered with twisted runes and scale patterns.

Grom's greatest contribution was holding Liu Nian back, allowing all the Chaos players who had camped there to escape!

Since no one had come out of the instance yet, Liu Nian decided to check the item he had acquired.

【Banner of Exile (Legendary Special Building)】

Placement effect: Can be placed in the administrative center of your race's main city. Activation will unlock the 'Clan Referendum' privilege.

Referendum Rules:

1. Initiation conditions: It requires ten players from the clan with sufficient "prestige" (overall combat strength, reputation, position such as guild leader, city lord, etc.) to jointly propose the banishment, and at most five players from the clan can be designated as banishment targets at one time.

2. Voting eligibility: Players ranked in the top 10% of their clan in terms of reputation, level, and combat power are eligible to vote.

3. Passing condition: More than 70% of the votes are considered successful.

Consequences of exile:

1. The target player is immediately stripped of their original racial identity and becomes a 'Ronin'.

2. Ronin players must be formally accepted by another race within 30 calendar days. Failure to be accepted within this period will result in permanent relegation to the status of a wild monster (loss of player identity).

3. If you are killed by any player during your Ronin period, you will die permanently (your character will be deleted).

[Note: This flag can only be used once per month.]

"Good stuff!" Liu Nian's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he instantly gripped the flagpole tightly.

This thing is extremely important to players!

This is something that can truly determine a player's life or death!

Liu Nian was overjoyed!

I never expected such a thing to exist!

Former Speaker Charles is a traitor! He shouldn't be allowed to live!

There was nothing we could do about him before, so we could only keep him in jail!

Now, you bastard, die!

And his traitorous lackeys too!

With this, there will be a true deterrent against those traitors!

This is not a flag at all.

This is a sword of judgment hanging over the heads of all traitors and moles!

This is a stronger deterrent to players than anything else!

Liu Nian felt that this thing shouldn't be classified as legendary; it should be classified as transcendent!

Liu Nian could almost imagine how terrified those lurking demons and monsters would be when this flag was raised and the rules for the exile referendum were announced!

No longer imprisoning them, no longer being helpless against them, but eliminating them outright!

Charles! And his druid cronies lurking in the shadows, your doom is nigh!

Liu Nian put away the banner of exile and turned his gaze back to the still slowly rotating dungeon portal.

Next, it's time to reap the rewards of another round of fishing.