However, there were also some people who were unwilling to give Xiao Mo a score. They did not know what the consequences would be if they did not score.
If they gave the wrong score, it would be disastrous.
So these people remained silent, just sitting there quietly.
Shi Tianqi, the lord of Kuang Tie's territory, saw the scene before him and said nothing more.
Because he had long expected this situation to occur, he did not force it.
Then, he gave Xiao Mo's page a perfect score.
However, not everyone who scored gave Xiao Mo a perfect score.
Some even gave scores to Tang Xiangxun, the God of Destruction, but not to Xiao Mo.
This was because they believed Tang Xiangxun, the God of Destruction, would win, not Xiao Mo.
But this was also understandable. Everyone had the right to support the side they believed would win.
The lords of the territories from other planes paid even less attention to these matters.
This was because the lords of their territories had died, and they had a very poor relationship with their lords.
Even if their external lords were still alive, they might not necessarily support them.
They might even give them the lowest possible score.
Just as most people had finished scoring, a countdown suddenly appeared on the [World Chat Channel].
[Ten, nine, eight... three]
Some people noticed this and, seeing the rapidly decreasing numbers, immediately panicked.
"What's going on? What's going on? Why is this happening? Will something happen if we don't score?"
"Score quickly, score quickly, it's over if you don't score."
"..."
In an instant, the observing lords immediately started scoring. Some didn't even look and just clicked confirm somewhere.
However, there were still some people who had no intention of scoring, and even with the countdown, they did not score.
A small minority of people did not understand what was happening.
As the countdown reached zero, a bright red subtitle appeared on the [World Chat Channel].
[Those who have scored will enter the next round of viewing. Those who have not scored will be sent back to their original worlds.]
Upon seeing the content of the bright red text, those who had not scored were once again shocked.
They had not expected that not scoring would result in being sent back to their original worlds.
They were stunned, and then some began to weep.
"I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to leave here, I want to stay, I don't want to go back to my original world."
"Can you help me? Give me another chance, I'm willing to score, please don't send me back to my original world, I will die there."
"Help! I don't want to go back to my original world, please don't send me back!"
"Please, let me stay here."
"..."
In an instant, the entire world descended into chaos again, with all the lords who had not scored shouting that they did not want to leave this world.
Because unlike their original worlds, they had now arrived in this world and possessed countless magical abilities.
They could protect themselves and experience such a wonderful world.
How could they possibly want to return to their own worlds? They would die there.
But even though they shouted that they did not want to leave this world, the [Game Officials] would not give them the chance.
A moment later, explosions echoed.
By the time everyone reacted, the people around them who had not scored had completely disappeared.
In an instant, many people were gone from every plane.
This scene directly shocked the remaining lords.
Everyone first felt fear, and then relief.
Fortunately, they had scored, or they would have been teleported away from this world.
If that had happened, they would have faced a death worse than life.
However, these lords were also very surprised by what the [Game Officials] had said.
None of them knew what it meant to enter the next round of viewing.
They all gripped their hands nervously, filled with fear.
Because they had no idea what they would face next.
And if they lost, they had no idea what their fate would be.
It was because they knew nothing that they felt so terrified.
...
Meanwhile, the lords wrapped in two beams of golden light, along with Xiao Mo, instantly fell into a coma.
Both of them entered another dimension and were no longer in that world.
They were all wrapped in jellyfish-like spheres, their eyes tightly shut.
They had completely lost consciousness.
At this moment, the lords watching from outside the [World Chat Channel] saw this scene and couldn't help but ask questions.
[Lord Xiao Mo and Tang Xiangxun, the God of Destruction, have not woken up. What are we supposed to watch now? This is too strange.]
They were already suffering from the pressure of scoring, and seeing Lord Xiao Mo and Tang Xiangxun, the God of Destruction, in a coma made them feel even more uneasy.
The next moment, they saw Xiao Mo and Lord Xiao Mo appear in another dimension.
And that dimension was one they were very familiar with, it was modern times.
That familiar scene further surprised and bewildered them.
They didn't understand why Xiao Mo had gone there.
[What is going on?]
[Why are these two people in the sphere, and why are they outside? And they've gone to the modern world.]
[What exactly are the [Game Officials] trying to do? This situation is making me suffer too much.]
[I can't take it anymore, what are they doing?]
[Exactly, why send Lord Xiao Mo and Tang Xiangxun, the God of Destruction, to the modern world?]
[Will they be tested in some way?]
[Could it be related to our scoring just now?]
[... ]
At this moment, every lord had countless questions in their hearts, wanting an explanation.
But at this time, the [Game Officials] were as good as dead. No matter what questions were asked, they would not explain.
So these lords could only continue to suffer in the unknown.
They stared intently at the screen, wanting to see what would happen to Xiao Mo and Tang Xiangxun, the God of Destruction.
So that they could make better judgments and protect themselves.
...