Chapter 1292: Chapter 876, Sky Island Colosseum_3

[Spirit Arena, mission starts!]

[In five minutes, lords holding arena tickets will be teleported to the arena, countdown begins: 4 min 59 sec…]

[Lords without arena tickets can watch the live broadcast of the battle on the ‘Arena’ channel in the Book of Lords.]

Upon hearing the announcement, Fang Hao was stunned.

People without tickets can still watch the live stream.

Well, the standards set by this system are really unpredictable.

The strong, who reach the second level of the mission, become performers.

And those who are eliminated become the audience.

He thought for a moment.

He felt this live broadcast was somewhat unfriendly.

He had quite a few enemies; publicly exposing too much of his strength was not good for him.

He especially needed to be careful about his Divinity.

If other divine beings knew he wasn’t in the Divine Territory but in the main plane, it could attract the covetousness of all divine beings.

Thinking it over, he opened the Book of Lords and glanced at it.

World channel.

“I wonder if it’s going to be a head-on fight.”

“It’s great that we can watch the battle.”

“I want to see how much difference there is between me and the top ranks.”

“I sold everything to equip my hero; I hope the rewards are generous.”

“Orc faction, never retreat…”

The channel was still bustling.

Five minutes quickly came to an end.

[Teleportation in progress…]

The ticket in his hand turned into a ray of light enveloping Fang Hao.

The next second, he found himself in an unfamiliar environment.

Before him were trees circling around, lush green grass underfoot, and a river more than ten meters wide ahead, with rapid currents.

A wooden bridge, about three to four meters wide, spanned the river connecting both shores.

Looking at the scene before him, Fang Hao felt something was subtly off.

Turning his head to look behind, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Behind him, the trees were sparsely distributed, and the edge of the land was visible.

Beyond the land, there was empty sky with white clouds that didn’t even reach the height of the trees.

Fang Hao cautiously took a couple of steps forward, his heart beating rapidly.

Beyond the boundary, there was just emptiness.

It was a small island floating in the air.

Further away, there were many more islands; looking into the distance, he could see mountains covered in snow, deserts blanketed with sand, or marshes emitting green fog.

It appeared that each island was different.

[You have entered the arena, please complete the match within the rules.]

[Mission start, trade and shop functions are disabled.]

[First round, legion battle.]

[Please select up to one hundred troops of any level from the Book of Lords for battle.]

[Enemy entering the battlefield countdown: 4 min 59 sec…]

[Live broadcast feature activated, lords can choose the screen view on the ‘Arena’ page in the Book of Lords.]

[During the viewing period, it is impossible to view troop and hero information through the broadcast.]

[Your field live broadcast is now on. (When the live broadcast is initiated, all lords can watch the content of the match; it can be closed before the start of the next match.)]

Looking at the displayed notifications, Fang Hao furrowed his brow once more.

This was getting a bit complicated.

Choosing troops and initiating broadcasts.

Fang Hao opened the Book of Lords, and besides a few channels, there was an added Arena page.

The main section of the page displayed the battlefield.

Here, he could choose the troops to add.

On the right side, there was a list of live broadcasts that had already been initiated.

Fang Hao opened the first few live broadcasts.

There were marshes, sandy lands, forests; all sorts of terrains were visible, showing the status of the field and some had already begun placing troops.

Fang Hao opened and glanced at it, then returned to his main page.

In the live broadcast, there was an option to turn it off; after closing it, other transmigrators would not be able to watch his live broadcast.

Fang Hao thought about it; it was just the battle of troops at the beginning, so there was no rush to close it.

He would play a couple of rounds first to see how things went.

Or perhaps wait until it was time for hero battles to close it.

The countdown continued to decrease, and Fang Hao started adding troops.

The first round was to add 100 troops of any kind.

The whole addition page was just like the war banner games he had played before.

He could add troops and choose their positions, for example, letting infantry stand at the front, with archers and mages in the second or third rows.

In this format, a lord had to consider the type of enemy troops and whether there was any counter among the troops.

Fang Hao glanced over it; there wasn’t much to think about, actually.

He selected 20 Four-armed Skeletal Generals to prevent the enemy from having any burrowing or water-traversing troops. The remaining 80 slots, he filled entirely with Bone Dragons.

In an instant, the 20 Four-armed Skeletal Generals were placed in the front.

And the 80 Bone Dragons were directly positioned in the second row.

The countdown ended.

[Duel begins!]

Shua shua shua!

A series of lights brightened, and opponents appeared across the river.