Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game - Chapter 3099

The people in the war preparation zone were momentarily surprised.

Although Elder Liandel usually appeared very easygoing, in reality, his standards were very high, and he was extremely strict with his team’s subordinates. Generally, any warrior recommended had to undergo a period of evaluation.

Was it because they really couldn’t recruit anyone lately?

Or was there something unusual about this kid?

While everyone was still wondering, the next moment Elder Liandel nodded and said, "Fang Heng, you will participate in tonight’s trial."

Fang Heng’s heart stirred.

So soon?

The other warriors in the room showed various expressions.

This match was quite important, and they had been arranging their formation for several days.

Why the sudden substitution?

Noding frowned and said, "Elder, our roster is already full. Isn’t it too soon to let Fang Heng join tonight?"

"No problem."

Elder Liandel waved his hand gently and said, "I’m here to inform you all that two of our team’s warriors resigned from the Noel Clan today and formally joined the spawns as their warriors."

The room immediately fell silent.

Hearing this news, everyone’s expressions changed slightly, and doubts arose in their hearts.

Lately, too many people had defected to the spawns and the Kate Clan—so many that it seemed strange.

"Don’t be too upset. We will still meet them in the arena, just as opponents then," Elder Liandel walked past Fang Heng and lightly patted his shoulder, "This match is important. Work hard."

Fang Heng nodded lightly. "Okay."

After Elder Liandel left, the warriors present couldn’t help but whisper among themselves.

"What’s going on? They both left together? Such a coincidence?"

"Aren’t you close with them? What’s the situation?"

"I don’t know either. They never mentioned anything. Ken must have been secretly in contact."

"Really no idea?"

"Absolutely not. I only just heard this news like you all."

Everyone subtly sensed the seriousness of the problem.

Recently, it was not just their Noel Clan; personnel turnover in the Seven Realms Martial Capital had been significant.

Something was wrong.

The two comrades who were poached were well known to them. Regardless of their strength, both had stayed in the Noel Clan for over ten years.

How did the spawns convince them to work for them?

"Maybe it’s because tonight’s match is important? The two probably secretly reached an agreement with the spawns long ago and chose this critical moment to announce their departure to put us at a disadvantage—so they can win?"

Fang Heng’s heart moved.

Such a coincidence?

Was tonight’s opponent the spawns?

Noding frowned and glanced at an assistant, "Go get the match information and bring it over."

"Yes."

The assistant took the data and displayed the information on the big screen, explaining, "This mission involves the protection of a star-level race. The spawns and the Noel Clan have significant disagreements. The Noel Clan believes that as long as it does not threaten universal peace, every race has the right to survive. This right is stated in the peace declaration of the Seven Realms Martial Capital."

"But the spawns believe that this race has already been corrupted by the Black Fog, poses a huge threat, and should not be approved. They want it eliminated in advance."

The assistant carefully reviewed the mission description, then nodded. "The mission was initiated by the spawns. They demand that the Noel Clan align with them in the voting on the resolution. The Noel Clan counters with equal demands: the spawns must release some occupied planets, abandon their plan for remote strikes in the star system, and open certain star domains for trade."

Everyone then turned their gaze to Fang Heng.

They began to understand why Elder Liandel had chosen to put Fang Heng on the lineup.

After all, Fang Heng was also of the pan-human race.

Moreover, his hometown was threatened by the Black Fog.

It was possible it could be wiped out by the spawns someday.

But...

Were the spawns really that afraid of the Black Fog that they resorted to such underhanded tactics?

It felt like there was more behind this.

"This mission is a Level 12 arena match, allowing only one high-tier warrior to participate, and the rest have no restrictions."

Fang Heng also realized this and narrowed his eyes.

Could it be aimed at him?

Probably not.

The spawns were unaware that he would take part in tonight’s duel—it was likely a pure coincidence.

Noding nodded. "Everyone, don’t let external factors distract you. Just focus on winning this match steadily."

...

At night, in the central region arena.

As usual, the atmosphere inside the arena was fiery.

Fang Heng sat on the standby bench, closing his eyes in meditation.

Team leader Elder Liandel scanned the assembled contestants and nodded, saying, "Everyone, the intensity of recent matches has been increasing. There have been more than ten deaths this month alone. If you encounter a crisis, don’t fight recklessly. Remember, don’t lose your life."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Nasir sat beside Fang Heng, observing the opponents in the spawns’ war zone and quietly said to Fang Heng, "Brother Fang, the spawns sent very strong warriors this time. They won’t be easy to handle."

"Hmph, didn’t expect even the demon race to be recruited by the spawns."

"Not easy to handle..."

The others whispered quietly.

Fang Heng lightly responded, focusing his gaze ahead, and a strong battle will appeared in his eyes.

The spawns.

Old enemies.

The match was about to begin. Elder Liandel nodded and signaled a warrior in the team behind him, "You go first!"

"Yes!"

Tan Zhuang nodded lightly, stood up from his chair, and stepped onto the arena.

The initial confrontation was a simple probe from both sides, trying to learn the other’s strengths and weaknesses.

Almost 90% of the mid-tier warriors had at least one academic discipline that had entered the transcendent level, and both sides were roughly equal in strength. Their fight was spectacular and thrilled the spectators.

After several rounds, the wins and losses were even, but the Noel Clan gradually fell into a disadvantage.

It was Nasir’s turn to enter.

Nasir himself had reached the peak transcendent level in alchemy, but his other abilities were average. Among mid-tier warriors, his strength was only slightly below average.

Soon, Nasir was defeated.

Fang Heng kept a low profile and did not provoke trouble, quietly watching below according to the elder’s arrangement. He observed both sides’ use of academic skills and nodded to himself from time to time.

He was learning!

Compared to real warriors, game players were much weaker in applying academic skills.

The score gradually extended to 8 to 6, and the situation on their side was becoming difficult.

The Noel Clan had only two warriors left.

The high-tier sea race warrior Henia and the lower-tier warrior Fang Heng.

Henia looked at the opponents on the battlefield and shook her head slightly, saying, "Her ability is a combination of psychic and elemental science. Psychic counters me strongly; I can win, but it will cost a lot. The next round will be very passive."