No one wanted to die, but clothing was limited, meaning that to survive, they had to take clothes from others or die in the cold.
The snow fell mercilessly, and after less than half a minute of silence, the fighting began. Shouts and sounds of attacks filled the
air, and within a minute, thousands were fighting.
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People fell one after another. Many were killed by others while trying to strip clothes off the dead. Wilbur stood there in shock.
Suddenly, someone attacked him. He quickly dodged and took a deep breath, absorbing the energy from the middle dimension.
In the next second, the Magic Dragon Blade appeared in his hand, and with one swift strike, he cleaved his attacker in two.
"What?"
"This guy managed to adapt to the energy of the middle dimensions in just one day. He's truly strong."
One guard said, "So what if he's strong? Buck Town has never lacked strong people. Over thousands of years, countless strong
ones have been killed. Strength alone isn't enough to win. Anyone who breaks the rules will die, no matter how strong they are."
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Wilbur heard the guards and felt a pang of regret. If he had bowed to Reyne Divan in prison earlier, he might have had a chance to
survive. But then, what kind of person would he be?
At that moment, a cultivator shouted, "Wait a minute! Look, over ten thousand people have already died in the battle just now.
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