Chapter 1 Another Perspective…

On the Shiyu, atop the Millennium Disk.

All five members of the Warring States team had been transported to this place.

This was, without a doubt, the Time Lord's domain.

Moreover, it was a piece of private territory belonging solely to the Time Lord, one that even the Time Wardens rarely had the chance to visit.

From a distance, the "Millennium Disk" looked like a white disc. It covered an area as large as an island, and around this island flowed the "River of Time."

The River of Time was naturally not a river composed of liquid; it was formed by an intangible, hyperdimensional substance. Even the Time Lord himself did not dare to casually come into contact with the "time currents"... If some creature fell into the time currents, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"So they've transported all five of us in here..." As soon as the teleportation was complete, Akechi Nobunaga looked at his teammates and said, "Could this be a special rule for the finals?"

"Doesn't seem like it..." Takeda Tomonaga shrugged in response. "No prior notice before the match, and nothing mentioned during the loading process... What kind of rule is that?"

"Yeah..." Uesugi Jin also nodded. "There's no script synopsis either, it's really strange."

"What's so strange about it?" Oda Ai seemed unconcerned. "I think it's perfectly normal... The so-called finals are just a deathmatch where the winner takes all, right? Kill all the members of the other teams... Annihilate all the guys who are blocking us... That's the only rule, isn't it."

"Seeing you so motivated makes me feel so much pressure." At this time, Sasaki Mei, the substitute player who had unexpectedly entered the script, was already squatting on the ground, hugging his knees and looking at the floor with a mournful expression.

That's just the kind of person he was—someone who would feel incredibly nervous and dejected as soon as he encountered the slightest little thing outside of the plan.

However, even with such obvious personality flaws, Sasaki Mei was still able to secure a place on the studio's first team, which was enough to show that his strength was extraordinary…

"Stop whining!" Oda Ai, who was standing directly behind Sasaki Mei, kicked him in the butt almost instinctively when she saw his appearance.

Unexpectedly...

"Aiya—" Sasaki Mei was actually kicked over and fell flat on his face.

"Hmm?" In the next second, the entire Warring States team... realized something.

Although Oda Ai's kick wasn't that hard, probably just the force of friends playfully teasing each other, but... in theory, such an action shouldn't be possible.

According to the normal system limitations, in the script world, excluding "indiscriminate damage skills," the "damage-like" actions that teammates could perform against each other... were at most lightly patting the other person's head or arm; and, when performing such actions, the person doing it could not have any intention to cause harm.

Simply put... those actions that could cause more than 1% (including 1%) loss of survival value, regardless of the intention, could not be performed on teammates.

However, Oda Ai's kick just now had clearly exceeded that limit...

"What's going on?" Akechi Nobunaga's expression turned serious as he looked at Oda Ai and asked, "How did you do that?"

"Even if you ask me that..." Oda Ai also felt very puzzled. "I just did it because I wanted to, I didn't expect that I could really kick him."

"Hmm..." Takeda Tomonaga, the team's strategist, pondered for a moment and then offered a very constructive suggestion, "Let's try beating up Sasaki."

"Hey—" Sasaki was shocked at that moment. "Why me? If you want to do this kind of experiment, just attack each other, why are you ganging up on me! Ah—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was simultaneously attacked from four directions. He had no room to dodge at all and was solidly beaten.

"Ah... doing this to me..." Sasaki Mei lay on the ground, his mournful face looking even sadder. "I'm under so much pressure..."

"Sure enough, we can attack teammates now."

"The rules of this script are really strange."

"In any case, everyone needs to be careful during the battle..."

After those four finished beating someone up, they completely ignored Sasaki and started discussing serious matters on their own…

…………

At the same moment, the Court of Truth.

This place had almost become a desolate ruin.

Like an abandoned haunted house in a horror movie, the entire space was shrouded in a depressing, lifeless atmosphere.

However, at this moment, there were still people in this court.

The tattered jury box was filled with twelve figures.

Even the audience seats were packed.

When Devouring Sky Ghost Warrior recovered his ability to move from the darkness of teleportation, he found that… he was already standing in the defendant's dock of the courtroom.

He had no teammates by his side, nor any other players.

He was teleported here alone, to this dreaded place in the main universe.

Hoo—Hoo—

Just as Ghost Warrior scanned the surroundings, a gust of wind-like sound came.

Looking up in response, Ghost Warrior saw a creature wrapped in a black cloak "floating" onto the judge's seat.

Thump!

Two seconds later, a clerk located below the judge's seat struck the gavel in his hand and shouted loudly, "Everyone rise."

Before his voice faded, all the NPCs in the entire courtroom stood up.

"The first trial for Devouring Sky Ghost Warrior is now in session."

After he said this, the black cloak on the judge's seat continued in a voice that sounded like Voldemort had terminal tuberculosis, "Everyone... please be seated."

Faced with this scene, Ghost Warrior in the defendant's dock chose to remain silent and observe the situation. He focused ninety percent of his attention on the black-cloaked judge, and he basically didn't pay much attention to the shadows in the jury box or the nearly one hundred NPCs listening behind him.

After a brief silence, the judge said, "Prosecutor, please step forward and present the case."

"Yes." A loud response rang out from the lawyer's seat to the left of Ghost Warrior, and a figure stood up in response.

Ghost Warrior glanced sideways and discovered that the prosecutor was a humanoid creature wearing a black, tight-fitting suit and with a light brown skin tone.

"Honorable judge, esteemed jurors..." The prosecutor nodded at the two groups of people respectively. "Please allow me to begin my statement."

With that, he picked up a paper document from the table and held it in front of his eyes.

Ghost Warrior had excellent eyesight, and he could clearly see the words on the manuscript, but unfortunately... he couldn't understand the meaning of the words.

"Defendant, Devouring Sky Ghost Warrior, successively murdered eleven Time Wardens between the years of 492 and 501 of the God Calendar. His motives were clear, his methods were cruel, and the evidence is conclusive…"

The content of the prosecutor's statement did not surprise Ghost Warrior.

Because... everything he said was the truth.

"Looks like... after this plot is over, there's going to be a tough fight." Ghost Warrior wasn't interested in the case presentation. At this moment, he was seizing the time to observe and think—how he should get out of this courtroom in one piece if a fight broke out later.