No health bar? You call this stunningly beautiful NPC sickly?

Upon hearing this, the players all turned their attention to it.

In their sight, Eileen merely nodded slightly out of politeness, her icy blue eyes still showing no interest in anything, as if this competition concerning the fate of the race was nothing more than a boring pastime for her.

[The preliminary rounds have officially begun. The first contestant is from the Iron Rock Clan, number 689.]

As the system notification faded, a towering Iron Rock Clan player was enveloped in a beam of light and teleported to an open space in the center of the village.

On the open ground, a simple arena made of bones and flesh rose up.

Please randomly select your support partner.

The Iron Rock Clan player took a deep breath, his face solemn. He closed his eyes and muttered incantations, seemingly pleading for a good draw!

A moment later, a flash of light appeared, and a warrior, also made of rock and wielding a giant axe, appeared beside him.

[Chief Warrior of the Iron Rock Clan, S-Rank.]

This result relieved many players, as it meant that the goal wasn't something unattainable.

However, their ease did not last long.

At the other end of the arena, a swirling black mist coalesced and took shape, and a strange skeleton wielding a scythe and wearing a tattered cloak slowly emerged.

[Defender: Mist Reaper, SS- Rank]

The outcome was predictable; the Iron Rock warrior didn't even get close to his opponent before being cleaved into countless pieces by an invisible scythe wind.

The first match ended in a crushing defeat.

The Iron Rock Clan player was teleported back to his original location with a deathly pale face. His clansmen behind him also had panic written all over their faces. Of course, the real undeserved disaster was that of the chief warrior, hopefully not the main body.

The following matches were largely the same.

The highest-ranking companions summoned by players are only S+, and some are even D-. They are almost powerless against the bizarre and powerful challengers.

Some people may know high-level players, or even be quite skilled themselves, but those high-level players are unlikely to know them. Moreover, compared to the strong, the number of weak players will always be greater.

Given the random draw, getting a high-level player to assist you in battle is extremely difficult.

Mu Zhixi, however, had no psychological burden at all. When she created Eileen, she added a setting that Eileen knew all those terrifying beings, and those that Eileen didn't know weren't any big shots.

However, the group also obtained some useful information, such as that the participants themselves could not directly participate in the arena, and only the summoned person could step onto the arena.

Furthermore, participants can use special skills and trump cards to assist in combat.

In an instant, amidst the atmosphere of despair and oppression, some players realized that this so-called "Friendly Arena" was nothing more than a one-sided massacre, a bloody performance to please certain individuals.

[The next contestant is a pure-blooded elf, Eileen Moonsong.]

It's finally the turn of this mysterious figure!

As soon as the name Eileen appeared, all the players waiting to go on stage, including the viewers in the live stream, focused their attention on that figure.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the silver-haired elf girl slowly stood up. Her languid and casual demeanor made it seem as if she was about to face not a life-or-death battle, but an insignificant afternoon tea party.

She was enveloped by a pillar of light, her figure vanished from the spot, and the next second, she appeared on the arena made of flesh and blood.

"Please summon your support partner randomly."

Mu Zhixi sighed inwardly; her acting career was about to reach a new peak.

Anyone but a princess is fine!

Despite her inner screams, she calmly raised her eyes, her icy blue pupils sweeping over the players below the arena with their varied expressions. Finally, she sighed silently, seemingly lost in thought, yet also helpless.

This sigh, however, was like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples in everyone's hearts.

What is she going to do? Who will she summon?

SS-level powerhouse? Or an SS+ level powerhouse who's practically a god?

Or is it some ancient being who has lived in seclusion deep within the starry sea for countless eons?

Yuexi's fingertips unconsciously caressed the cards. She was the only player in the entire room who had witnessed Miss Eileen's terrifying network of connections, and even after so long, she still remembered it vividly.

After all, the being summoned by the other party could exert water pressure of "three hundred million miles" underwater with a mere wave of its hand, which was truly impressive.

Just when everyone's speculation and expectations reached their peak, Mu Zhixi made a move that surprised everyone.

Without chanting or ceremony, Eileen simply extended her slender, fair fingers and gently touched the air.

This seemed to have triggered an ancient switch that spanned across time and space.

The sky over the entire village darkened without warning, not because it was covered by dark clouds, but because of a pure, deep darkness that seemed to devour even light.

A sword intent, sharper than any other and seemingly capable of severing all things in the world, emanated from the deepest part of the darkness.

Regardless of their strength, all the players present felt a stinging pain on their skin, even those "players" disguised as dungeon guides dropped their disguises and their solemn expressions were unmistakable.

This aura…

It was far more chaotic and more... dangerous than anything they had ever seen.

Although Her Majesty the Goddess's aura was far superior to this being, the feeling she gave them was one of benevolence, compassion, divinity, absolute order, and boundless love and kindness.

In other words, as long as you don't make a big mistake by getting too close to the goddess, there is almost no danger. But if it were this being... the outcome would probably be quite different.

"Click~"

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and everyone was horrified to discover that the space above the flesh-and-blood arena was shattering inch by inch, like a mirror, revealing the bottomless black void behind it.

A figure slowly emerged from the void.

Her long hair was as black as ink, tied back with a simple wooden hairpin. Her face was so beautiful it was almost otherworldly, yet her eyes, devoid of any emotion and like a deep, cold pool, made her appear extremely aloof and indifferent.

Who is this?

[The oppressive atmosphere is terrifying. Just looking at her makes me feel like my eyes are about to be gouged out!]

[I am a member of the Spirit Race, and we are particularly sensitive to auras. Her affiliation is likely not the Sanctuary, but something purer... chaos and destruction.]

Is she someone Miss Eileen knows? This elf's network of relationships is far too complicated!

[Wait, why did the report button change to a "7-Day Tour of 12-Star Dungeons" button the instant I clicked it after I clicked it...?]

The viewers in the live stream were completely excited. This newly appeared mysterious powerhouse had once again refreshed their understanding of the world's top combat power.

In the Wanzu server, live streams of 8-star dungeons and below can be watched for free, but for dungeons above 8-star, you not only have to pay per second, but some dungeons even have strength restrictions!

If a player's level doesn't meet the requirements, they still can't get in, even if they use real money!

Yuexi looked at the person and her brows furrowed slightly. She had witnessed Miss Eileen's connections before, so she wasn't surprised that the other party could summon some beings from ancient times.

What truly surprised Yuexi was that she could sense the danger level of this sword immortal, which was no less than that of the ancient deep-sea palace that could exert water pressure of 300 million miles underwater with a wave of its hand, and its aura was definitely not that of someone from the Holy Domain.

Why would Miss Eileen summon such a being?

If I remember correctly, the prerequisite for summoning is that the two people know each other and are friendly! The key is friendliness!

However, this sword immortal's aura was completely opposite to the sacred and peaceful atmosphere of the Holy Domain. He was clearly a cold and aloof boss. Why was Miss Eileen able to summon him?