The Gene Gamer

Immediately the excitement they had was hit hard by the harsh cold truth. All the celebration and chattering was sure to have stopped as a short time of madness would surely surface in their heart.

Hearing this news while they were relieved that this hell was going to end, all the excitement they had come to the lowest possible line.

It was like winning the lottery but in the next moment, it was determined that winning was because of a mistake and revoking it. The extremity of the issue would make people mad, losing rationality in that span of time.

No one knew when it happened but a "pushi" sound came out. Blood splattered and a human died silently. In a state of blankness, the victim couldn't even issue a counter-attack or could let out a scream. The pupils stayed the same, neither enlarging nor shrinking.

His mouth moved but no sound came out. Without any consent, his corpse has started burning.

In the next moment, a high pitched screech came out. As if it had set off a chain, a crude and loud screaming came out. Undoubtedly it was the desperation of a person. Reaching heaven with hard work and millenniums of cultivation but only to realize it was hell, this as the feeling they had right now.

It was within reason that they would be no different from a wild beast until their brain cools off and their reason comes back.

The most probable to fall into madness was the united faction. Due to their nature, they advanced united, and their individual strength wasn't great. The guilds and alliances would immediately fell into chaos.

The people within the alliances killed their own people, killed their friends, their companions they had lost reason.

As for the lone wolves, their probability of going mad was much smaller as they had encountered life-threatening situations before and their wills were tempered.

As for directing their madness to the spaceship? The spaceship was nowhere to be seen, who would direct their anger at an invisible thing. Instead directing it towards the people close to them could make their anger and madness subside a little.

But even so, several fireballs and arrows reached the sky. If it was nighttime it would undoubtedly look beautiful.

Various people started retreating into the forest.

The forest was mostly silent in daytime, so the sound coming from here would undoubtedly attract a large group of monsters.

Though the attracted monsters wouldn't have much of a threat to him, the same couldn't be said to the people surrounding him. The daytime monsters were relatively of the assassin type. Silently and shortly they would kill their prey.

Looking at Farold, Cylius seemed to have seen an opportunity. The meaning behind this prolonging was evident. They wanted to test their survivability rate.

And this also meant that they wanted to see if the geniuses had the means and destiny and luck to survive. That led to the conclusion that if they were to be killed, then they are killed, they are not qualified.

This was a good chance to kill Farold, a future great enemy. This prolonging of time may be a test for Farold if he survives he would be nurtured but if he doesn't then he would be left out or get a worse nurturing.

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"Haler, we should leave. We don't know if any silent predators would come out. Last time we encountered one, we barely escaped with our lives. These people are beyond hope. And after this, I'm thinking of uniting our two alliances and also try to invite people who are still within reason to join our alliance."

A worried voice of Farold came out as he held Haler's hand tightly.

Haler without saying any word, nodded her head.

Gathering the people from their alliance who still hadn't become mad, they escaped the battlefield.

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Into the forest.

It was deathly silent that if a single drop of water dropped into a lake it could be heard. The tall trees and the huge branches, this time created an invisible form of oppression but the people who were here all could resist it perfectly. Unless a tree druid specializing in the soul intentionally creates an attack on the soul or mind, they wouldn't be fazed.

Everyone has adapted to the silence. Excessive words aren't beneficial and moreover it might even bring their doom.

They walked as quiet as they could.

But even if they tried their best to be quiet, they couldn't compete with the monsters who had adapted to this special environment. Silently a person fell down with his eyes rolled back.

Right before he fell, another person's eyes rolled back and similarly fell. The thudding sound of the body falling echoed out in the silent forest. In no time at all eyes were focused on the source of the sound.

The cause of death was unknown, or at least they couldn't find or sense it.

"F*ck this, we had already been discovered. Moreover with such silent killing along with the unknown cause of death, we stand no chance. It's better to go separate ways. This way our survivability is more guaranteed, even though its completely dependant on luck."

They were truly veterans, able to find the danger quickly and also finding the solution to it.

Watching all of this, Cylius's eyes kept indifferent. The life and death of someone, he didn't care, not to mention they are his enemies. Their force getting depleted is a good thing for him.

With the voice, they split into different groups and parted ways.

Withing his eyes, a gray light shone that allowed him to see where the hidden murderer was.

It was a monkey but small, only the size of a palm. It's hair blended into the environment perfectly, it held a small flute like thing within its hand. Earlier it used it to fire a stinger to kill the two people. The stinger was the size of a small needle. It was poisonous and it also had some kind of effect that made the victim not bleed.

Just looking at the monkey he knew that it wasn't so simple, it being able to use tools that it was even possible to have made it itself. An intelligent creature only in the Halfling stage, it was definitely special. The light of wisdom shining in its eyes was the perfect proof.

He would play later with the monkey, and for now, it was time to eliminate this future threat.

Haler and Farold along with seven people banded together to form a group. Cylius couldn't deal with nine people that were elites among elites by himself so he had to think of a way to separate them further.