Chapter 2266
Chapter 2266 Cruelty Of The Rules
Out of the entire group, there were several dozen of them who were survivors of Tartarus.
Mace, the fighter on the Divine Leaderboard, had entered multiple times.
Those veterans were most familiar with the brutality.
The other hundred or so of the party was there for the first time. At the sight of Mace’s fear, they too
began to panic.
Standing on shaky knees, they turned their anxious and mmy faces to Mace for reassurance.
Being the most experienced member of the party, Mace addressed the party with somest-minute
tips.
“Remember, if you can’t hold on any longer, press the button to call for help when you run toward the
four doors. It’s your only hope in getting out of there alive.”
The fighters who entered Tartarus to train were allowed to call for help with a push of the button.
The staff of the Triple Group would then either open the doors for the fighters to exit or lure the mutants
away.
However, the Triple Group was unable to guarantee their survival. Though they would provide
assistance when called for, the chances of survival were slim as no one had no control over the
mutants.
Furthermore, the doors were not allowed to be open for an extended duration for fear of the mutants
escaping.
As a result, most of the deaths of fighters urred during the path of escape.
Even after the doors were opened, they were ripped apart by the mutants who caught up to them.
Afterpleting his briefing, Mace led the party in after the failed experiments that had been stuffed in
containers were thrown in.
“All right, then. Here we go!”
The doors swung open with an ominous rumble and the party found themselves shoved in roughly by
the guards who had apanied them.
After the heavy metal doors swung shut, the silence was so deafening that it felt as if they were
completely shut off from the outside world and into another that was far more sinister.
There was only a weak light ahead of them. If one strained hard enough, the surroundings were just
barely visible.
The silence is too odd…
The party held its breath anxiously as they made their way forward on shaky knees.
It was the uncertainty that was the most frightening!
All of them were aware that the town contained tens of thousands of mutants and that thought alone
sent a shiver down their spines.
As the group ventured deeper, more and more of them were beginning to regret being there.
“No, I want to turn back!” one of them suddenly whimpered. “I don’t want to die here!”
As the silence was broken, many more expressed a simr desire to leave.
Mace red at them. “That’s impossible. The rules have been clearly stated that upon entry, the doors
would be shut for the first hour.”
The measure was implemented to discourage deserters like them. If the rule was not enforced,
everybody would leave before evening into contact with the mutants.
It is a true test of patience against unknown dangers.
The party grew pale at Mace’s words.
“Let us just wait here,” someone suggested. “We’ll make a dash for it when the door opens after an
hour!”
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Mace chuckled in disdain. “The mutants have exceptional auditory sense. They’ve probably picked up
on our arrival and are rushing here by now! The only way to make it out of this alive would be to group
up and hold on for an hour before dashing out!”
“One more thing,” he added. “To prevent the mutants from escaping, the door that will open every hour
will be the one with the least mutants around it. When one of you push the button for help, you will
receive a message that the door is open and the most optimal path to your positioning at the moment.”
Holy sh*t!
The party stood frozen in fear.
So the standard for training is based on time. A door will open every hour and that is why the death toll
is high.
Mace’s words turned thest sliver of optimism within the party into despair.
As they could not retreat, the only thing they could do was to get through it with Mace leading them.