In a corner of the island, inside an abandoned warehouse.
A blood-soaked woman leaned against the wall, looking at Dragon, who had searched his way there, with a pleading gaze.
"Please... help my children... escape from here. Don't... hand them over to that guy..."
In another cell.
The woman, handcuffed, smiled at her terrified two-year-old son and comforted him, "It's okay, Teach, come here. You must live!"
Above God Valley Island, the loud broadcast from the loudspeakers echoed through the sky.
"Besides the generous prizes! There are also the prey for this competition!"
"In addition to the Bacania Tribe brats worth ten thousand points! There's also the Davy Clan, discovered for the first time in eight hundred years!"
"Bring up all the prey!"
Soon, under the urging and escort of guards, a large group of ragged, injured prisoners, clearly long-imprisoned, dragged heavy shackles and walked onto the high platform.
Most of them had numb expressions.
Only a few still showed fear on their faces.
As soon as the prisoners were on stage, countless knives, swords, and stones were thrown from below by the shouting Celestial Dragons.
"Kill them! These damned Davy Clan! You are a hated clan! Since your ancestors, no one in this world has liked you!"
"It would be best if you all died out!"
"The Bacania Tribe too! You eternal slave clan, how dare you resist? You deserve to die!"
"If we can wipe them all out today, then today will be our day of celebration!"
Listening to the hysterical curses of the Celestial Dragons below the stage.
Two-year-old Teach huddled in his mother's arms, his face filled with fear.
In a corner below the high platform, Saturn, leaning on a cane, remarked, "It's truly impressive that you found these Davy Clan, Gringu."
"This is fate," Gringu said calmly. "It is fate that those failures who hid in history and dared to resist us are surfacing one by one, to be eliminated by us, one by one."
On the high platform, the host was still stirring up the atmosphere, loudly introducing the rules of the competition.
But the bloodthirsty contestants below were already struggling to contain themselves.
And the Celestial Dragons watching the live broadcast from the Holy Land remotely were even more impatiently urging them on.
Finally, after what seemed like a very long opening for the Celestial Dragons, but which the prisoners wished would last even longer, the host finally announced loudly.
"In short! This is a game of hide-and-seek! The 'Escaping Rabbits,' as prey, must do their best to run and hide within one hour of the game's start."
"And our contestants are to find and kill these Escaping Rabbits one by one, to gain points from them!"
"Those with the highest points will receive the prizes of the competition!"
"So... the game will officially begin in one hour!"
"Now! Escaping Rabbits! Run! Hide in any corner of this island. The more hidden you are, the longer you will live!"
As the host's words fell.
The large group of natives, captured by the Marine and gathered in the open space, were immediately released from the surrounding Marine's encirclement.
Bang!
The starting gun fired.
Countless people began to scatter and flee in a rush.
"Run!"
"The further the better! If we can survive for three weeks, this game will end, and we will have survived!"
"But... the entire island is surrounded by the Marine, where can we escape to?"
Panic and despair instantly spread across the entire God Valley Island.
When the announcement for the game's start sounded again in the sky.
Hundreds of Celestial Dragons, rubbing their fists, rode ostriches, holding guns, and rushed in all directions, letting out excited shrieks.
"Woah! It's starting, it's starting!"
"Escaping Rabbits! Let me see, where are you?"
Behind a large rock, a family of three huddled together, trembling, praying that the passing Celestial Dragons wouldn't discover them.
However, when the father turned his head, what he saw was the dark muzzle of a gun.
"Found you, you cunning Escaping Rabbit, hiding so close." An ugly-looking Celestial Dragon held up a pistol, sinisterly aiming at the young child of the family of three.
"Please! Spare my child!"
The desperate parents fearfully hugged their child, begging the noble Celestial Dragon before them.
However, what greeted them were cold bullets.
"Bang bang bang!"
Hammers struck, and the rapid-fire pistol spat out hot flames, taking three vibrant lives.
Blood flowed from the tightly embraced family of three.
The Celestial Dragon, having earned three points, stood triumphantly laughing before the corpses.
Scenes like this were happening in every corner of the island at this very moment.
And the visual den den mushi placed everywhere faithfully transmitted them back to the Holy Land, making countless Celestial Dragons who couldn't go to God Valley excited to the point of climax.
"Wooah! Go! Kill!"
"The Figarland Family is temporarily in the lead! The Mamaiya Family is close behind!"
On the projected screen, the handsome and cold Gringu rode a fast-running ostrich, constantly swinging his sword, cutting down one fleeing, hiding prey after another.
His accumulated points soared.
A beautiful girl with heterochromatic eyes casually flicked a bandage-like arrow from her hand, easily piercing through the chests of a dozen people.
"Ahhh! Saint Gringu is so cool!"
"Junzi-gong is amazing! She gained dozens of points with one strike!"
Saint Somaz, the strongest God's Knights member of the current generation from the Shepard Family, leisurely arrived at a lush large tree.
On the tree trunk, there was a child with tear stains in the corners of his eyes, tightly hugging the trunk, trembling with fear.
"How cunning, why did you climb up so high? I almost walked past you." Saint Somaz chuckled and walked over, kicking the tree repeatedly, causing the entire large tree to shake violently.
The child sitting on the trunk was frightened and cried out in panic.
"Stop it! Don't do that, I'm going to fall!"
"Fall down? Don't worry, I'll lay a cushion for you, hurry and jump down." Somaz smiled gently, and with a flick of his hand, a large number of thorny brambles immediately emerged from under the tree, surrounding the entire tree.
Seeing the sharp thorns, the child cried loudly in fear.
However, Somaz continued to kick the large tree.
Finally, the child lost his grip and screamed as he fell from the tree.
"Stop it! That's my child!"
"It's okay, Jimmy! Dad will catch you!"
From the nearby bushes, a panicked man ran out, extending his hands from afar to catch his child.
However, just as he caught the falling child.
The thorny brambles underfoot coiled around the man's legs like poisonous snakes, causing him to stumble and fall directly into the mass of thorns under the tree.
Instantly, the sharp thorns pierced the man's body, blood gushed from him, staining the brambles red.
The man was severely wounded, but he still desperately held up his crying child, trying to place him in a thorn-free spot.
"How touching, I'm almost moved to tears."
Somaz walked over, wiping his tears, and drew the long sword from his waist, aiming it at the crying child in the man's arms.
Just as the cold, sharp sword tip was about to pierce the child's slender neck.
"Boom!!"
Behind Somaz, the ground exploded.
Flying debris whistled through the air, instantly riddling Somaz's body like a sieve.
But he wasn't dead yet, he just turned around in confusion.
"What's going on?"
Behind him, rolling smoke and dust expanded outwards.
Two tall men, one holding a sword and the other a halberd, appeared before Somaz.
"How disappointing, to arrive and witness such a tragedy. As a father, I am now... very displeased!"